Luyện nghe bài hát Awol

Stormy on the edge of dawn
Nose against the triple glaze
to ceiling, wall to wall
Silent traffic both ways

Along the fussy drivers
of Sunday barbecues
Of a sudden, I can barely
Face my self, no to lose

the bosses, call supervisors
Won't be in today to for you

E-mail girl who's working nights
She can down for this wind and rain
her new Korean compact
Let some cabbie the strain

Take a shower, take big
Take to the hills, and a view
Little black dress over
Hard crystal soft valleys too

Call the bosses, call for
today to work for you

No wet excuses, absent without
I'll be her day shift driver, exotic

eyed on the edge of night
December, eastern time afternoon
Atlantic tight behind
Trump casino calls

Gristle burger, frazzled
End this romantic
Tomorrow morning's sweet
Could prove to be as rude

the journey, make amends
Work some overtime in lieu

No wet excuses, without leave
I was her day shift driver, exotic