Luyện nghe bài hát Run To Mexico

Come on, baby, don't you go
I take you there
You get what you want in the south
You let down your hair

I do you, don't you, will you won't you?
Baby, won't you please let me
I talkin' 'bout Chicago
I'm talkin' about

Na na na na na
Na na na na na
Makin' a run for
a run for Mexico
you

Come on, baby, I got to know
The law is me
I killed a man in a bar night
There was no other way it be

While the air in this joint be cut with a knife
As the jukebox got selections
Bring a compass and money for gas
I ain't gonna stop for directions

Not to
Na na na na na
a run to Mexico
Na na na na na
Makin' a run to
you, oh oh

Come on, baby, don't you go
I gotta get
And every the phone rings
It me to death

Saw my face in the today
I don't wanna hear the
About mama and papa
No, I don't hear you cry

For me there's no second right now
the F. B. fucking

Na na na na na
Na na na na na
Makin' a run to
Na na na na na
Ooh

Makin' a run to
Na na na na na
Makin' a run to
Na na na na na
My life goes on in

In
In
In
In
In

In
In

In
In
In