Luyện nghe bài hát Two Pump Texaco

He was wipin' oil off her dipstick
She was pullin' on the hair that got caught in her
And with the smell of her perfume he forgot the smell of
As he was off her tank she said, "How far to Abilene?"

He sees 'em come, he 'em go
From the island of his two pump

a rusted out rambler up on the rack
And a pile of Goodyear's out in the back
He meets families on vacation, and businessmen
He 'em friend, but he'll probably never see 'em again
No, he

He 'em come, he sees 'em go
From the island of his two Texaco
He 'em movin' on down the road
Come real soon to his two pump Texaco

He's heard about big city shop 'n' go stations
With automated self service machines
He just feels sorry for them big city
must not know what service really means
He's got a that says

Last chance stop for at two hundred miles
Maps, gas, soda pop, Lucky Strikes and pies
Yeah, he's a third generation filler up, service man
He thanks the for that star in the sky
And the grease on his hands, yeah, he

He sees 'em come, he 'em go
From the island of his two pump
It's a place we used to know
Come real soon to his two pump Texaco