Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Let Your Mom Go Shopping

Well mom, you know I love you. You mean so to me.
I love the sense of style you got Oprah on TV.
I love the way you've the house, the paintings in the hall.
But why'd you buy these clothes for me at the mall?

You say the salesgirl told you this was really great.
This stuff was not in style, Mom, you can Dad used to date.
And if you make me wear it, my friends will at me.
Is this some kind of weird, new child

Don't let your mom go on Saturday all alone.
You'll have to find kinda way to make her stay at home.
But if there's something that ya need you'd go along
Or your mom will get you something wrong

Oh, Yuck!

The Sleeping slippers, the macram barrettes.
The undershirt with zippers, the sneaks look like pet,
The Day-Glo plastic raincoats-it's uglier sin.
And about the lunchbox...Earth to Mom, come in!

you buy the pants from? An archaeologist?
And isn't plastic skin on the Endangered List?
It and it bulges. It rides up in a bunch.
It dates back to the 50's. It's just out to lunch.

Mom, me I'm dreaming.
got to be some horrible mistake.
Mom, it's a nightmare.
But one look in my closet and...ahhhrrg! I'm awake!

Mom: Oh, is adorable. Oh, and it's on sale. Oh, "All sales final"
She'll it!
Your mom will get you that's wrong.

I'm goin' off to now in shoes of powder blue.
I won't look in the cause I might not make it through.
I'm meeting my friend Connie. Look, her shoes are blue.
It's clear to see her mom went shopping too.

yes, get ya something,
Your mom get ya something that's wrong,
Your mom will get ya that's wrong.