Luyện nghe bài hát Stockin' The Neighbors

Friday the perfect night to mow some neighbor's lawn
And Dave is drunk and at the helm too long
And Chris will gladly ride shotgun, 'cause navigating like fun
Drunk and out of gas, drive around and crash

They're driving through your yard, there's you can do
Dave's behind the wheel, and he's had more than a few
Suburban slumber in civility
Awakened to the sights and sounds of the yard they're down in their
machine

Drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive...

Dave's a midnight landscaper, and working overtime
And he is throttle--full throttle tonight. (Alright!)
He was almost home, one more block, he had to hit that last mailbox
Dumped it in a ditch, ain't that a (Stoking the neighbors!)

Dave had to run, Dave had to
He was having too much fun to spend the night in
He had no "Triple A" for a tow
Called them anyway only to hear them say, "Hey pal, fucked!"

Dave's a decent guy, like most of us, he drinks
And then his mind takes over how he thinks
And then all that matters is having fun, pulling off the next run
On one too nights, the party's over

He's driving your yard, there's nothing you can do
Dave's behind the wheel, and he's had than one or two
Suburban families in civility
Awakened to the aftermath: the neighbors have stoked...