Luyện nghe bài hát Chris Michaels

Later at lunch the taco lettuce crunch crunch
She sets apart the bunch.
How bad does she
She me wanna scream.
On the phone with the West Ellen rest home
up a tattle tome:
How bad does she
She me wanna scream.
My mom is gonna tonight;
Did you hear Melinda got into a
You you bitch she said, well then it serves her right.
Talking all mad you know she really being sad:
Her baby name is Tad.
How bad does she
She me wanna scream.
yesterday you know she didn't none of that to say:
She turned and walked away.
How bad does she
She me wanna scream.
Then boyfriend her up on the other line;
She him sweetie sweetie sweetie mine, but he spaces out and thinks to himself all the time:
My got a stick stuck out her beak,
My baby takes a out of the leak,
My baby's got a sweater,
And a down by the creek.
Plume bloom blaby bloom
Cheep cheep bee-bee beep.
Where did you for go?
Did and Jenny show?
Do you go out tonight?
No.
Plume bloom blaby bloom
cheep beep bee-bee beep.
Remember girl down the end?
She was my friend.
But just now angry came up
And said You're so so
all disrup'
You're blah this this that so now sh'up
You it up.
Remember girlfriend of Al's?
we were pals.
Today she was came up
And You're so so stup'
It's all
You're blah blah this this that so now
You me up.
Then of the Franklin Park hockey club
Went to Gunzo's and bought a glove.
Jessica was 'posed to him back on Mannheim
back door by all the grease and grime:
Was a bird at my window
Said that he's messing round;
He's up the courage so to leave you;
He's getting ready to say he doesn't you.
Well Tony it all in stride
don't be silly but wondered who had spied.
Jessica was driving down Road
up the windows baby talk in code.
I'm the little bird at your door
your true love's let you down.
I'm the little bird your chimney
Said he's running round;
He's up the courage so to leave you;
He's getting to say he don't love you.
Then she bumped into stole a credit card;
Chris Michaels, no it wasn't hard.
Number five with a yogurt cup,
Reading a miss as she slurps it up;
Nasty message he don't pick up.
Layover watch the local news;
99 and humid Oh the Red Sea
Landing at Delhi take a third class
vendor in the autumn rain.
Then the cops come by and ask name.
his chillum and chillum-chee
The cazee me;
So now go you're supposed to be
And give up Devi Desi.
I's on through the choke
When my leg broke
And my wheel spoke:
The Bombay no joke.
On the top of a Dam
our picnic then Bam!
My Devi 'n me had to
down to Madras a'lamb.
Thought as a that I could blend
As I got to pretend,
laziness, the gang defend:
pick up pick axe and rend!
your seatbelt and take hold of my arm
That's what she said setting off my alarm:
gotta go baby gotta go.
I
She's go
I
gonna go
Down in Columbo whatever you want
But the surf and cobras, tigers all
Baby go baby gotta go.
I
She's go
I
gonna go.