Luyện nghe bài hát The Mississippi Mudcat and Sister Sheryl Crow

Written by Stuart

All right, all right, all
Well I am the main Mudcat and always will be
Hello
So there I was cruisin' through the in my hot rod car
visitin' my friends up and down the backroads
I was driving
I was slow, meditatin' on Sheryl Crow
Sheryl I'm telling you the truth now
(He's you the truth)
42 miles an hour my gasoline was all
I was trying to look real and find my way back home
Darn, dark,
Driving slow, driving
seemed like an endless supply of hi line poles and mailboxes
Then all of a sudden stood by the mail box at route 4 box 153
A damsel, yes a damsel in (alright)
A damsel in disdress high heels
With big eyes that made the darkness crawl
And a smile could make a man cry
Yes I know (yes he knows) ring that boys...Go

I stopped and "'hello
And you are without a doubt the most beautiful I have ever seen in my life"
She said "shut up Marty
What are you doing tonight riding in that hot rod
With that loud radio, showing off them pipes and fold away wings"
I said "baby, I'm just looking for gas cans, have you any"
Sometimes a fast rubber-tired car is the thing to have
She "well Marty party do you want some company
You know my specialty is gas cans" (uh oh yeah, uh-oh)
She said to me, she said to me "what do you call ride"
I said "honey, here is my rocket ship" (all right)
And get in, get in, just get in, just get in

go home now