Luyện nghe bài hát Ride Like the Wind

Oh my God this is
on everybody
we go
Not yet
Pretty
Mr. Robin
Any now

we go
Take it

It is the
My body's
I'm on the run, no to sleep
I've got to ride, ride the wind
To be free

And I've got such a long way to go (such a way to go)
To make it to the border of
So I ride, like the wind (God, sounds good)
Ride the wind
(You're riding the wind for those who don't know)

I was the son of a lawless man ( You mean Robin Thicke?)
Always my mind with a gun in my hand
Lived lives
down ten
Gonna ride the wind

And got such a long way to go (Such a long way to go)
To it to the border of Mexico
So I ride, the wind
like the wind
Could like the wind

Oh my
a hot wind
That's
I can do too
Ooh,
I can make noises, yeah

Accused and tried and told to
I was nowhere in when the church bells rang
Never was the kind to do as I was
Gonna like the wind before I get old

It is the
My body's
I'm on the run, no time to
I've got to ride, ride the wind
To be again, yeah!

And I've got such a way to go
To make it to the of Mexico
So I ride, like the wind
Ride like the

And I've got such a way to go (Such a long way to go)
To make it to the border of
So I ride, ride like the
like the wind

Gonna like the wind

That's folks
When Ron Burgundy rides, he rides the wind
Not like a Subaru or a cart
Like the God wind
Powerful and slick and
Feel that draft up yo ladies?
me
Okay that was creepy, I'm
I smoked a cigarette with this Robin Thicke
Guy and let's just say the is off
Anyway, I feel like gone on too long
Let me hit you this
Three feet of nickel
and my sweet breath

Ride like the
Ride the wind
Ride like the wind
Ride like the
like the wind yeah
Ride the wind

was a blast, Robin
Wanna get a
he go?
Oh he left?
Well it's fine, I have to do, plenty!
I don't to hang out with Robin Thicke
Hey you, sound engineer, do you wanna get a
No? you're
Oh
because I don't want one either, alright
But I do a ride home
It's alright, I'll mass transit, okay
Who turned the off?
Let me get out of the recording booth at
I'm locked in
Excuse me, I'm locked in
Why is the song still I'm locked in the booth!
Oh my gosh, I can't breathe
There's a lack of oxygen
I don't wanna die like
No, I've too to live for
I don't wanna die this
Never mind, the door was
I'm
Alright, bye bye
Heh, I'm saying to no one, bye!