Luyện nghe bài hát Stokin' The Neighbors

Sunday a perfect night to mow some neighbor's lawn
And I'm and at the helm before too long
And Chris will gladly ride shotgun navigating like fun
Drunk and out of gas we drive around and

We drivin' through the there's nothin' we can do
Dave's behind the wheel and had more than one or two
Suburban families in civility awakened to the sights
And of the yard they're blowin' down in their death machine

Drive, drive, drive, drive, drive,

Dave's a landscaper he's workin' over time
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, that a bitch

had to run, Dave had to bail
He was too much fun to spend that night in jail
He had no a for a tow truck
I 'em anyway only to hear them say, hey pal, you're fucked

Dave's a decent guy like of us until he drinks
And then his liquid mind takes over how he
And then all that matters is havin' fun pullin' off the beer run
On one too many nights, the over

You drivin' the yard, there's nothin' you can do
Dave's behind the and he's had more than just a few
Suburban slumber in civility, awakened to the aftermath
The neighbors have been