Luyện nghe bài hát Chris Michaels

Later at lunch with the taco lettuce crunch
She sets herself the bunch.
How bad she seem?
She makes me scream.
On the phone with the Glen Ellen rest home
Talking up a tome:
How bad does she
She me wanna scream.
My mom is gonna babysit
Did you Melinda got into a fight;
You whore you bitch she said, well then it her right.
Talking all mad you know she really isn't sad:
Her baby daddy's is Tad.
How bad does she
She makes me scream.
Well you know she didn't none of that to say:
She queen-bee turned and away.
How bad does she
She makes me scream.
boyfriend calls her up on the other line;
She tells him 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 got a blue-green sweater,
And a nest by the creek.
Plume bloom bloom blaby
cheep beep bee-bee beep.
Where did you for go?
Did Kevin and show?
Do you wanna go out
No.
Plume bloom blaby bloom
Cheep beep bee-bee beep.
that girl down the end?
She was my friend.
But now she's angry came up
And said so so stup'
It's all
You're blah blah this this so now sh'up
You it up.
Remember that of Al's?
we were pals.
Today she was angry up
And said You're so so
all disrup'
You're blah this this that so now sh'up
You me up.
Tony of the Franklin Park hockey club
Went to and bought a goalie glove.
Jessica was 'posed to him back on Mannheim
Kitchen back door by all the and grime:
Was a little bird at my
Said that he's been round;
He's working up the courage so to leave
He's getting to say he doesn't love you.
Well Tony took it all in
Said don't be but wondered who had spied.
Jessica was down Wolf Road
Roll up the windows baby in code.
I'm the little at your back door
Said your love's let you down.
I'm the little bird your chimney
Said he's been round;
working up the courage so to leave you;
He's getting ready to say he don't you.
Then she into purses stole a credit card;
Writing 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 take a class train;
vendor in the autumn rain.
Then the come by and ask your name.
his chillum and chillum-chee
The sentences me;
So now go you're supposed to be
And up your Devi Desi.
I's paraded on through the
When my leg irons
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
down to Madras a'lamb.
Thought as a tindal I could blend
As I got to pretend,
laziness, the gang defend:
pick up your axe and rend!
Fasten seatbelt and take hold of my arm
That's what she said before setting off my
Baby gotta go gotta go.
I
gonna go
I
gonna go
Down in girl whatever you want
But the surf and cobras, all taunt:
Baby gotta go baby go.
I
gonna go
I
gonna go.