Luyện nghe bài hát Souped Up Ford

Take foot off the brakes,
But you stop my souped-up Ford.
Well, you can set your watch 'cause I stop,
got my foot to the floor.
This greedy don`t need no sleep,
all the gas that you can pour.
It`s a front-wheel drive and it sound a bee-hive,
Good Lord, for sure.

I`m town, not breaking down,
Can`t you hear that sound, wheels on the ground.
I`m on my way, and I stay,
Make no mistake, I`m out today.

Hit that spot on the dial and for a while,
Till tubes are all a-glow.
Got to be to the wheel, you need nerves of steel,
But you that is no joke.

Well, I you`ll feel higher,
On pneumatic tires.
`Cos they grip the road,
Keep that clean, feed it good gasoline,
Good Lord, for sure.

I`m town, I won`t be breaking down,
I`m moving down, hear those hiKing the ground.
I`m on my way, I can`t stay,
Make no mistake, I`m leaving town today.

No highway cop`s make me stop,
I`ve started.
'Cos I be free till I get up,
And go where my is.

You what it takes to try,
To up to my souped up Ford.
Well, make no mistake by the brakes,
I say "AII aboard".
Well, you can up the sidewalk,
And end all the talk,
When I shift gears.
`Cos I won`t be till I head down the track,
A thousand miles here.