Luyện nghe bài hát Road Trip

He's got one on the steering wheel
The other's playing in the
And he up that song he used to love
But was always to admit
And he out loud and clear
But out here.
He's up the fruit stands
and traps
He saves his for convenient-store
coffee, smokes, and gas
a sure-fire way
and has the of his want
He says, "This time things are be different"
"This I'm gonna do as I pleases"
He signals right on a exit
That ol' time came into view
He said, "I'll have the breakfast
And brewed to wake the dead"
And hands back a menu
The calls him "honey"
My God, she must've worked
All her
And he started home
he remembered why he'd left,
Sat back and his sights
And he
The to hold him like a baby
treat him like a child
He thinks his are some big secret
The only one by the night
Only at
So he picks a dream--any
Follows it for a while says, "It's just not me"
"No, I'm not running. I'l on my way"
He has her picture on his dash
Yeah, that gave back his ring
But every time he's near a pay
he's tempted
He could call as just a friend, lift his
and his pain
But he won't her the satisfaction
No, he won't himself again.
He says, "This time things are be different"
So he calls me about 12 am his time
And he said that job through
But there's another one the line
And I asked, already knowing, if he was
And he said, "Yeah. just--sometimes..."
So I best I could with words
And with a in his voice
couldn't fool a stranger
He got around to asking,
"Did she ask me?"
I wish I could said "yes".