Luyện nghe bài hát Road Trip

He's got one on the steering wheel
The other's in the wind
And he up that song he used to love
But was embarrassed to admit
And he sings out loud and
But out here.
He's passing up the stands
and tourist
He saves his for convenient-store
coffee, smokes, and gas
Knows a way
and has the of his want
He says, "This time are gonna be different"
"This I'm gonna do as I pleases"
He signals right on a exit
That ol' time warp came into
He said, "I'll have the breakfast
And brewed to wake the dead"
And hands a sticky menu
The waitress him "honey"
My God, she must've worked
All her
And he started home
he remembered why he'd left,
Sat back and reset his
And he
The to hold him like a baby
Never him like a child
He thinks his are some big secret
The only one kept by the
Only at
So he picks a dream
Follows it for a while then says, "It's not me"
"No, I'm not running. I'l on my way"
He still has her picture on his
Yeah, that tramp gave back his
But every time he's a pay phone
he's tempted
He call as just a friend, lift his voice
and mask his
But he won't her the satisfaction
No, he won't lower again.
He says, "This things are gonna be different"
So he me collect about 12 am his time
And he that job fell through
But another one across the line
And I asked, knowing, if he was okay
And he said, "Yeah. just--sometimes..."
So I hugged best I could words
And a shrug in his voice
that couldn't fool a
He got around to asking,
"Did she ask me?"
I wish I could said "yes".