Luyện nghe bài hát Stokin' The Neighbors

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

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

Drive, drive, drive, drive, drive,

Dave's a landscaper he's workin' over time
And he is full throttle, 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

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

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

You drivin' through the yard, there's you can do
Dave's behind the wheel and he's had than just a few
families slumber in civility, awakened to the aftermath
The neighbors been stoked