Luyện nghe bài hát Chris Michaels

Later at with the taco lettuce crunch crunch
She sets herself the bunch.
How bad she seem?
She me wanna scream.
On the phone with the West Glen Ellen rest
Talking up a tome:
How bad does she
She makes me scream.
My mom is babysit tonight;
Did you Melinda got into a fight;
You whore you she said, well then it serves her right.
Talking all mad you she really isn't being sad:
Her baby daddy's is Tad.
How bad does she
She me wanna scream.
Well yesterday you know she none of that to say:
She queen-bee and walked away.
How bad she seem?
She makes me scream.
Then boyfriend calls her up on the line;
She tells him sweetie sweetie sweetie mine, but he spaces out and thinks to himself all the
My baby's got a stick out her beak,
My baby takes a out of the leak,
My got a blue-green sweater,
And a nest by the creek.
Plume bloom blaby bloom
cheep beep bee-bee beep.
Where did you for go?
Did Kevin and show?
Do you wanna go out
No.
Plume bloom bloom blaby
cheep beep bee-bee beep.
Remember that girl the end?
She was my friend.
But now she's angry came up
And You're so so stup'
all disrup'
You're blah blah this that so now sh'up
You it up.
Remember that girlfriend of
we were pals.
Today she was came up
And said You're so so
It's all
You're blah blah this this that so now
You me up.
Tony of the Franklin Park hockey club
Went to Gunzo's and a goalie glove.
Jessica was 'posed to meet him on Mannheim
back door by all the grease and grime:
Was a little bird at my
Said that he's been messing
working up the courage so to leave you;
He's getting ready to say he love you.
Tony took it all in stride
Said be silly but wondered who had spied.
Jessica was driving down Road
Roll up the baby talk in code.
I'm the little at your back door
Said your true let you down.
I'm the little bird your chimney
he's been running round;
He's working up the so to leave you;
getting ready to say he don't love you.
Then she bumped purses stole a credit card;
Chris Michaels, no it wasn't hard.
Number five terminal with a cup,
a young miss as she slurps it up;
Nasty message when he pick up.
Layover Aden the local news;
99 and humid Oh the Red Sea
Landing at Delhi a third class train;
Umbrella vendor in the 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 paraded on through the
When my leg broke
And my bicycle spoke:
The army's no joke.
On the top of a Dam
Started our then Bam!
My Devi 'n me had to
Quick to Madras a'lamb.
Thought as a that I could blend
As I got to pretend,
laziness, the gang defend:
pick up your axe and rend!
Fasten your 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 girl whatever you want
But the surf and cobras, all taunt:
Baby go baby gotta go.
I
She's go
I
She's go.