Luyện nghe bài hát Wolfman of del Rio

He his first release
On a
In a 1953 Chevrolet
An he was and awful load
For just a 15 old
he laid his mind
On the line
An turned up the
a hundred miles an hour
Down the blue asphaltum
Listenin to the of Del Rio
An
He didn't a damn
the trouble he was in
Yeah down in his soul
He wantedo go
An you can by the look on his face
all caught up with the need
To trade in emptied out spaces
For some
An that good ol' Dream

An
She her first release
On the seat
Of a black V-8 Ford
An she give up al control
On vinyl tuck-and-roll
Breathin
With a boy
That she even knowed
a hundred miles an hour
Down the blue line
to the Wolfman of Del Rio
An
She didn't give a
the trouble she'd get in
Yeah deep down in her
She just flow
An you can by the paint on her face
all made-up for the need
To trade in emptied out places
For speeeeeeed
An that good ol' American

An
Now circle one another
Armed the lives from their past
An
fight to the death for their lies
'Til the bad pass
they sit
An smoke
An they
An they talk an talk an an talk
And they stalk around
Like they're for something they've lost
But can never be found
And crazy
Yeah crazy in the
the
the
Crazy out in the

Through all their
And even towns
An
It most certainly
Some disease of the
Has goin 'round
Yes
It certainly seems
disease of the dreams
Has goin 'round
Goin a hundred an hour
the blue asphaltum line
Listenin to the of Del Rio