Luyện nghe bài hát The Week of Living Dangerously

Well I got out of and I headed for the neighborhood beer joint
I sat around and had a with the boys like I always do
Well I didn't have nothin' to say anyway ain't no point
There's something 'bout a Monday that makes me blue

Well it was well after so I knew my wife and kids were waitin'
And I I took a left where I generally take a right
I filled her up with gas and checked the oil at the Texaco station
I threw the car seat in the dumpster and I headed out the night

Woo ooh ooh ooh ooh
somethin' 'bout a Monday that always makes me blue

Well I headed south on 35 bent for vinyl
I hadn't had her up past 55 before
Well somethin' 'bout that little red always looked so final
Buddy you'd be surprised how a Chevrolet truck can go

Now in Mexico they've got a little place called Boystown
Where a man's still a man if you know I'm talkin' about
Well I walked into the bar and I laid my cash down
I said, "There's more where that came from and the lights went out"

Woo ooh ooh ooh ooh
There's 'bout a Monday that always makes me blue

Well I woke up in a jail 'cross the line in Laredo
I had a headache and a deputy at me through the door
He said, "Now how you got across that river alive, I know
But your wife made your bail so now you're really dead for sure"

Now my wife, she called my boss and she lied and so I got my job
And the boys at the plant, they whisper and stare at me
Well my wife can find a lot of little jobs to keep me on the track
That's a price to pay for a week of living dangerously

Woo ohh ooh ooh ooh wee
That's a small to pay for a week of living dangerously