Luyện nghe bài hát Awol

Stormy on the edge of dawn
Nose pressed against the glaze
Floor to ceiling, to wall
Silent traffic streams both

Along the fussy drivers
Dream of barbecues
Of a sudden, seems I can
my self, no face to lose

Call the bosses, supervisors
be in today to work for you

E-mail that who's working nights
She can dress down for this wind and
her new Korean compact
Let some cabbie take the

a shower, take big espresso
Take to the hills, and a view
Little black stretching over
Hard crystal peaks valleys too

Call the bosses, call for
Unfit to work for you

No wet excuses, absent leave
I'll be her day driver, exotic engineer

Stormy eyed on the edge of
December, time late afternoon
Atlantic tight behind
casino calls pontoon

Gristle burger, frazzled
End this interlude
morning's sweet awakening
Could hardly prove to be as

the journey, make amends
Work some hasty overtime in

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