Luyện nghe bài hát Racing In The Street

(Bruce Springsteen)

I got a sixty-nine with a 396
Fuelie and a Hurst on the floor
She's waiting tonight in the parking lot
the Seven-Eleven store
Me and my partner Sonny built her straight out of
And he rides me from town to town
We only run for the money got no strings
We 'em up and then we shut 'em down
Tonight tonight the strip's just
I'm gonna blow 'em off in my heat
Summer's here and the time is
For in the street

We all the action we can meet
And we cover all the northeast
the strip shuts down we run 'em in the street
>From the fire to the interstate
Now Some guys they just give up
And start dying little by little piece by
Some guys come home from and wash up
And go racin' in the
Tonight tonight the strip's just
I'm gonna blow 'em all out of their
Calling out the world
We're going in the street

He met her on the three years ago
In a Camaro this dude from L.A.
He blew that off his back and he drove that little girl away
But now wrinkles around his baby's eyes
And she cries herself to sleep at
When he comes the house is dark
She says 'Baby did you it alright?'
She sits on the porch of her daddy's
But all her pretty dreams are
She stares out alone the night
With the eyes of one who hates for being born
For all the shut-down and hot rod angels