Luyện nghe bài hát My Old Yellow Car

She much to look at, she weren't much to ride
She was missing a window on her passenger
The was patched up with paper and tar
But I really was in my old yellow car

An American boy with his hands on the
Of a that was made of American steel
Though the seats had the of a nickel cigar
I really was something in my old car

Somewhere in a of rubber and steel
There's a old shell automobile
And if engines could run on alone
old yellow car would be driving me home

There's the seat where Billy threw up on his date
And where Larry and Sally no longer wait
was no road too winding and nowhere too far
With two bucks of gas and my old car

Somewhere in a of rubber and steel
There's a old shell of an automobile
And if could run on desires alone
That old yellow car would be me home

Take a look at me now money around
I'm somebody to drive me downtown
Got a Mercedes with a TV and bar
And, God, I wish I was my old yellow car
God, I I was driving my old yellow car