Luyện nghe bài hát Traffic

We all face the way, still it takes all day
I take a look to my left, pick out the and the best
She paints her lip, and thick, another mirror stare
And going where?

Another affair to kill an unborn scare
You talk dirty to a priest, it makes them at least
But is she away, to start a brand new day
Or she going home, she driving alone?

Is goin' anywhere?
gotta be somewhere

She got a body in the or just bags full of food
Those are model's but are they women's, are they men's
She shouts down the phone, a payment on the loan
She gotta be above the rest, up with the best

Is goin' anywhere?
Everyone be somewhere

Waits tables for a crook, you a hard back book
You teach kids how to read or sell body on the street
A without a job, another up town snob
But have I got you all wrong, one look and you gone

Is goin' anywhere?
Is anyone anywhere?
Is anyone goin'
Everyone gotta be