Luyện nghe bài hát Too Young to Die

I recall my so called misspent
It more worthwhile, every single day
Van Nuys and actin' so uncouth
All the joys of away

There was no speed on the Nevada state line
The air was red on those top down nights
Just you and me my old
And the common sense to our rights

Sweet old car of mine
Roarin' down that broken
I never been so alive
Too for comfort, too low to fly
Too to die

You say, a man can't love a thing
With aluminum skin and a iron soul
But they never heard your engine
Ah, peace in losing control

Sticky fingers, turned up real
Ah, we were with catastrophe
We were doin' everything not allowed
didn't come with a warranty for you and me

Sweet old car of mine
Roarin' down broken line
I been so much alive
Too for comfort, too low to fly
Too to die

There is in losing control
When I die I don't wanna go to
I just wanna drive my machine
Up on some Sonoma country road
With Dean and Steve McQueen
All the be singin', singin'

Sweet old car of mine
down that broken line
I never felt so much
Too for comfort, too low to fly
Too to die

a little bit too young
Too to die