Luyện nghe bài hát Two Pump Texaco

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

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

There's a out rambler up on the rack
And a pile of bald Goodyear's out in the
He meets on vacation, bikers and businessmen
He calls 'em friend, but he'll probably see 'em again
No, he

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

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

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

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