Luyện nghe bài hát Wolfman of del Rio

He his first release
On a
In a green Chevrolet
An he was carryin and load
For just a 15 old
he laid his mind
On the line
An turned up the
Goin a miles an hour
Down the asphaltum line
Listenin to the of Del Rio
An
He didn't a damn
About the 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 ol' American Dream

An
She took her release
On the seat
Of a 1961 black V-8
An she just up al control
On vinyl tuck-and-roll
hard
With a boy
she barely even knowed
Goin a hundred an hour
Down the asphaltum line
Listenin to the of Del Rio
An
She didn't give a
the trouble she'd get in
Yeah down in her soul
She wantedo flow
An you can by the paint on her face
all made-up for the need
To trade in some out places
For some
An that good ol' American

An
Now circle one another
Armed with the lives their past
An
They fight to the death for lies
the bad feelings pass
Then sit
An smoke
An they
An talk an talk an talk an talk
And then stalk around
Like they're lookin for they've lost
But can again be found
And it's
crazy in the backyards
the
the
Crazy out in the

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