Luyện nghe bài hát Spin On A Red Brick Floor

Well, I could use a spin on a red brick floor
In that crazy ol' bar when Tim locks the
Where the walls are gonna ring and the strings are bend
It's a buss on the from all my old lovers again

And it's the Blue Ridge mountains at the of the night
It sure feels good when you cross line
I'll tip my cup and at the moon
say-a-great white north, honey, here's to you sleep tight

I've crazy on this road
With all of travelin' alone
But the asphalt is burnin'

Oh, the New England been good to me
There's warmth to lend and good lines to sing
But, how I miss my tongue
'Cause New York City sorta out the stupids in me

I've got one more stop in Tennessee
My sweetheart is there a-waitin' on me
it's on down the road kickin' East Texas dust
I'll catch my breath with that hot Houston neon

And gone crazy on this road
all of this travelin' alone
But the asphalt is tonight

Oh, here comes a little spin on a red brick
It's a crazy ol' bar and locked the door
The wall's are ringin', the strings are gonna
It's a buss on the cheek all my old lovers again

And here comes a little on a red brick floor
It's a ol' bar and Tim's locked the door
The are ringin', the strings are gonna bend
It's a buss on the cheek from all my old again