Luyện nghe bài hát Truckers Atlas

I'm going to Colorado to my head
I'm to New York City and that's in New York, friends
I'm to Arizona
Sex on the rocks all and red
And we

And the in the stall said
We write our in the stalls
I'm going up to
I'm going to get off
And we all did

This atlas roads the ways
The and highways don't know
The buzz from the bird on my
Road locomotive

This truckers atlas roads the
The and highways don't know
The buzz the bird on my dash
Road phone

I don't feel and I great
I sold my atlas by the freight
I do lines and I crossed
I crossed the lines of all the great state

I'm up, going over to Montana
You got a trucker's atlas
You you were all hot
you'll go and blow a gasket

You start at the corner
Go through California
Beeline you drive three days
nights to the tip of Florida

Do you speak the
Oh oh no
Do you speak the
No no
How far does your go?
Oh no, you don't

I'm to Colorado to unload my head
I'm going to New York City and in New York, friends
I'm up to Alaska
I'm to get off Scot-fucking-free
And we all did

And the writing in the says
We out to the stars
I'm going to
Sex on the rocks all and red
And we all did

This truckers atlas roads the
The and highways don't know
The from the bird on my dash
Road locomotive

truckers atlas roads the ways
The and highways don't know
The buzz from the bird on my
Road locomotive

I don't and I feel great
I sold my atlas by the freight
I do and I crossed roads
I crossed the lines of all the great state

I'm going up, going over to
You got yourself a atlas
You you were all hot
you'll go and blow a gasket

You at the northwest corner
Go down through
you might drive three days
Three to the tip of Florida