Luyện nghe bài hát Two Pump Texaco

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

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

There's a out rambler up on the rack
And a pile of bald out in the back
He meets on vacation, bikers and businessmen
He calls 'em friend, but he'll probably never see 'em
No, he

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

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

Last chance stop for at least two miles
Maps, gas, soda pop, Lucky and moon pies
Yeah, he's a third generation filler up, service man
He thanks the Lord for that 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
like a place we used to know
Come real soon to his two pump Texaco