Luyện nghe bài hát Dee Wee (My Friend the Massive Idiot)

He said he'd be here at
The just hit 7:22
too cold outside
To wait for my
Watching try out a new doo (Bruins)

He said he'd be here at
But it hit 7:35 (already?)
in Brockton, Mass.,
I got my in my ass
Mama's up a big beehive (Celtics)

the fuck is he?
Where the is he?

The bitch doesn't bother calling
Even it's 7:44 (I fell asleep, pally)
I'm feeling antsy
getting fancy
Slicking back a wet (Red Sox)

He said he'd be at seven
It's in on 8:01 (Trimmin' the 'stache, kid)
Me lookin' a sap
In a wool cap
Mama's move is a bun (fuckin' Patriots)

Where the fuck is he? (My are still in the dryer, dude)
Where the is he? (I couldn't find my fuckin' snowboots, pal)
I wish I had a car (Huge, hangover)
Oh, no (Massive hailstorm, hailstorm, massive)

stupid little punk
He's probably drunk
I bet he a case
pop him in the face right now
Mama's

good
Wicked (Oh, GOD)
good
Wicked (Fuck yeah)
good
Wicked (Pisser?)

Well my friend is a no-show
And I'm fucking pissed (Why?)
'Cause I gone with Charlie
In the of his Harley
on the phone with a stylist (Fuck Charlie!)

So I I ain't going out tonight
'Cause the say 12:09 (Shit-faced)
But call the
'Cause one later
Mama's hair sure do fine (Heffenreffer!!!)

the fuck