Luyện nghe bài hát Mashin' On The Motorway

He just wanted us to him Captain Da
He said, "You can call me Da-da", that meant

Hey there, who me? Just your neighborhood speed demon

I'm out to Nascar in a car to the last car
'Til there ain't no cars
Enough cars go by with enough dust flyin' to make you cry
Back down and choke half-near to death, I'm going

about that, see like you I push the bucket
I like to burn big, like, I've cut all the bullshit out of my life to live
So I tell them move over, this road big enough for you

I'm like Knight Rider, they're trying to keep up
With their grandma outside, on the
their steel belted radials expired, maybe they're tired
Maybe odometer needs to be rewired or somethin'

My bad
Can you some of the drivers, they let out here on the road

See, whole things slows down, you're gonna find that
Who's gonna you your scene with the chance to take it now

So much hostility, y'all just checking your rear windows
Maybe you'll me passing, mashed

Cut 'em, cut 'em, cut 'em, cut 'em, cut 'em, cut 'em off
Cut 'em, cut 'em, 'em, cut 'em off, cut, cut
Cut 'em, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut 'em, cut, cut, cut 'em
Cut 'em off in