Luyện nghe bài hát Crushin' It

I sure could use an
Or a big old high
I'd love to hear, "you're it, dude"
Yeah, it's been a long
Since I hit one out of the
Or nailed it, as say
I guess I've in a dry spell,
But about to change

Every week has a
By this time Friday
I'll be done with my can
Of Bud Light
And be crushin' it
Yeah, I'll be it

They say, "your mad",
'Cause you told her you'd hang some pictures for her
You know the ones she framed last spring of you and her in Florida
You're up on the ladder when it shatters into
She shakes her and
Looks at you and says, "ain't you for anything"
And you say,

week has a weekend
By this time Friday
You a margarita
get tequila and ice
And I'll be it
a cold one in my other hand
I'll be it

I'm finished with my can
I can stomp it my boot,
Crunch it my fist,
Smash it on my forehead,
I got
be crushin' it
Oh, I'll be it, ooh

I figured this out in
Walking past them gothic
That I was gonna probably up somewhere, near the bottom
I was never be the best and brightest guy around,
But like the great freakin' Straight
I'm the king of unwound

And every week has a
By this time night
I'll be done my third can
Of cold Bud
And be crushin' it

Every week has a
Yeah, be crushin' it
(By time) Friday night
Oh, I'll be it
I'll be with my third can
Oh, be crushin' it
Of Bud Light
And I'll be it

(Hey, hey, hey)

I'll be it