Luyện nghe bài hát Taxi Driver

I cutie for a ride in my death cab
She tipped me with a kiss, I her off at the meth lab
Before she she made a dashboard confessional
And spilled her guts in

But worse is I could still see her bright eyes
Like sunny day real estate, oh my and in a way this irritates
So high but no chance, my little chemical
a bad taste in my mouth

But I her like, "Hey Mercedes, why the long face?
Why you cryin'? No need, put on this 'Coheed' and fall out"
Boy meets girl 'Jimmy Eat World' but Schlep eats till he's all out
Not once, not twice, she was thrice a lady mackin' on brand new

But I had to over to the postal service is to pick up these pills
That care of my nervousness and on the way I saw planes
That mistooken for stars, she played games but she took 'em too far
At the drive in, watching porn and you can tell by the trail of the dead
That there was in the popcorn

Hop in my cab, destination
Just to get up with some kids that like to get
I made my and that was that
In the frowns and scraps and heart attacks

And I remember I seen her ass in November
On a Thursday takin' back Sunday for a
She shot a wink no hard feelin's
Then she jetted to Brazil, man pills had me spun

This is the of the year right here
This is hot water music, put ya ramen it