Luyện nghe bài hát Wolfman of del Rio

He took his first
On a
In a green Chevrolet
An he was carryin and load
For a 15 year old
he laid his mind
On the center
An turned up the
Goin a miles an hour
Down the blue asphaltum
to the Wolfman 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
He's all up with the need
To trade in emptied out spaces
For some
An good ol' American Dream

An
She took her release
On the back
Of a 1961 black V-8
An she give up al control
On that tuck-and-roll
hard
With a boy
she barely even knowed
Goin a hundred an hour
Down the blue asphaltum
Listenin to the of Del Rio
An
She give a damn
the trouble she'd get in
Yeah deep down in her
She just wantedo
An you can by the paint on her face
She's all for the need
To in some emptied out places
For speeeeeeed
An that good ol' Dream

An
Now they one another
Armed with the lives from their
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 they around
Like they're lookin for something they've
But can never be found
And it's
Yeah crazy in the
the
the
out in the streets

Through all cities
And smaller towns
An
It most seems
Some disease of the
Has been goin
Yes
It most certainly
disease of the dreams
Has been goin
Goin a miles an hour
Down the blue line
Listenin to the of Del Rio