Luyện nghe bài hát Dynamite

Ohh, out babe

I got stupid job
It's drivin' me
With those keyhole
All do is complain
'Bout the on my arm
The in my ear
But I even care, no no
I just live the week
And I see them boys
You their two tone suits
They're all
If you a set of hub caps
Or a car
Girl, why you follow me?, Ha

It's dynamites, on nights
the big city lights
It's all right, all
Ha ha
dynamites, on Friday nights
Under the big lights
all right, all right
Play sweet guitar, yeah

Well we on the corner
And we talk all
About our situation
At Rock 'n' Roll
We reach no conclusion
So the conversation to wise girls
girls
I got a up old Mustang
And I it black
There's in the front seat
And the rest in the
Cruise up and down
And watch all the roll by

Yeah, yeah dynamites, on Friday nights
Under the big lights
all right, all right
Yeah yeah, dynamites, on Friday nights
Under the big city
It's all right, it's all
All right, all right, all
All

Are you
it on down now
it
Well, well,
Ahh, all

Listen, one of days
And it won't be
hear that radio
Playing my
be the darling of masses
No pretender, not me, yeah yeah
I can play this guitar
Hangin' round my
I'm in love it's power
I believe in it's
I got head of ideas
It's drivin' me
But then

dynamites, on Friday nights
Under the big lights
It's all right, it's all
dynamites, on Friday nights
Under the big lights
All right, all right, one time, hurray!

dynamites, oh yes it's dynamites
It's just dynamites, on Friday
dynamite, it's on Friday night
Oh Friday
It's all right, all right,
dynamites, on Friday nights
Under the big city
all right, all right
All
Yeah, yeah,