Luyện nghe bài hát Traffic

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

Another office affair to an unborn scare
You talk dirty to a priest, it makes them human at
But is she away, to start a brand new day
Or she home, why's she driving alone?

Is goin' anywhere?
Everyone be somewhere

She got a body in the boot or just bags full of
are model's legs but are they women's, are they men's
She shouts down the phone, missed a payment on the
She gotta be the rest, keepin' up with the best

Is anyone goin'
Everyone be somewhere

Waits tables for a crook, you a hard back book
You teach how to read or sell your 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 anyone anywhere?
Is goin' anywhere?
Is goin' anywhere?
Everyone gotta be