Luyện nghe bài hát Crushin' It

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

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

say, "your baby's mad",
'Cause you told her that 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 her head and
Looks at you and says, "ain't you for anything"
And you say,

Every week has a
By this time night
You want a
I'll get and ice
And be crushin' it
With a cold one in my other
I'll be it

I'm finished with my can
I can it with 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 out in college
Walking past them colums
That I was gonna wind up somewhere, near the bottom
I was never be the best and brightest guy around,
But the great George freakin' Straight
I'm the king of unwound

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

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

(Hey, hey, hey)

I'll be it