Luyện nghe bài hát Two Pump Texaco

He was wipin' oil off her dipstick
She was pullin' on the hair got caught in her lipstick
And the smell of her perfume he forgot the smell of gasoline
As he was toppin' off her she said, "How far to Abilene?"

He 'em come, he sees 'em go
From the island of his two pump

a rusted out rambler up on the rack
And a pile of bald out in the back
He meets on vacation, bikers and businessmen
He calls 'em friend, but he'll never see 'em again
No, he

He 'em come, he sees 'em go
From the island of his two Texaco
He keeps 'em on down the road
Come back soon to his two pump Texaco

He's heard about those big city shop 'n' go
twenty automated self service machines
He just feels sorry for them big city
They not know what service really means
He's got a that says

Last stop for at least two hundred miles
Maps, gas, pop, Lucky Strikes and moon pies
Yeah, he's a third generation up, full service man
He thanks the Lord for star in the sky
And the on his hands, yeah, he does

He sees 'em come, he 'em go
the island of his two pump Texaco
It's like a place we to know
back real soon to his two pump Texaco