Luyện nghe bài hát Radio

Clock radio me up from my dreams
This floor's feeling cold on my feet
But I keep the rhythm by brushing my teeth to the
The thing I knew, that toothbrush in my hand
Was a and I was staring back
At ten thousand fans through my radio
Back to Earth, off to work, that is the
I'm not a star, but I how it feels to be on my radio
Well I pulled work and heard "Born To Be Wild"
I reached for the knob and I it up loud
And I blasted that Harley on through the town on my radio
No, these aren't handlebars, it's my steering wheel
And I'm not a rebel, but I know how it on my radio
Music hearts away
Turns then 'round and makes stay
there's nothing you can't do
And by itself, dreams come true
We pulled off the road just to talk for a
I pulled her closer, then I saw her
Lit up by the soft light of the dial on my radio
And somehow the DJ knew just what to
And the singer knew just to say
To make her melt in my arms way by the radio
Two innocent and an automobile
I'm not a stud, but I how it fels, thank God for that radio
I've learned how to and I've learned about life
And I've it all staring straight through the eyes of my radio