Luyện nghe bài hát Crushin' It

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

Every has a weekend
By this Friday night
be done with my third can
Of cold Bud
And I'll be it
Yeah, I'll be it

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

Every has a weekend
By time Friday night
You a margarita
I'll get and ice
And be crushin' it
With a cold one in my hand
be crushin' it

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

I figured this out in
Walking past them colums
That I was gonna probably wind up somewhere, near the
I was gonna be the best and brightest guy around,
But like the great George Straight
I'm the king of getting

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

week has a weekend
Yeah, be crushin' it
(By this time) Friday
Oh, I'll be it
I'll be done with my can
Oh, be crushin' it
Of cold Bud
And be crushin' it

(Hey, hey, hey)

be crushin' it