Luyện nghe bài hát Hang Up and Drive

Here they come down main street, drums a flailin' and the sirens a wailin', a roar
Bands are a and flags are a waivin, and the Vanguard's and Motorcycle Corps
Clowns are a clownin' to the crowd and pinchin' every pretty girl who dares to
It's a glorious mess, everybody a fez the parade stretches out for a mile.

It's a typical phenomenon where all the members have a fine old time
It's the annual Convention of the Grand Mystic Royal Order
Of the of the Ali Baba Temple of the Shrine

Meanwhile at the Motel.....

"Hello, Operator, give me 321, please.
Hello, Lumpkin? This here is the Illustrious Potentate.
I it's the illustrious Potentate....The Illustrious...Coy! Dad blame it! This here's Bubba!

Coy, why an't you at the parade?! What?! Well, you get that big Harley up there in your room?
What?! I can't hear ya' Coy! Quit revvin' it up, son! Turn it off! Listen I just want you to know one thing. You embarrassed us all, the whole Hahira Delegation!
Now I'll see you at the banquet tonight, son. And you be there Coy, you hear me? Black tie! o'clock! Be there, Coy! And Coy, don't answer the phone, udden udden!"
Well, it was all arranged by the Ladies in the downtown Convention Hall
Cold Roast Beef, String Beans, Mashed Potatoes and nine boring in all.
And all the tables looked fine with their Mogen David Wine and Chrysanthemums on side.
And the Hahira leaders in their rented Tuxedos made the hearts swell with pride!

It's a typical American phenomenon where all the have a fine old time
It's the forty-third annual Convention of the Grand Mystic Royal
Of the Nobles of the Ali Baba of the Shrine

Meanwhile at the Motel.....

"Operator, 321, please. You.
Hello, What are you doin'?!
do you mean, who is this! This is Bubba? Why wasn't you at the banquet?
What do you mean all you had to wear was a Hawaiian flowerdy
Well, you may think you're some people, but Ever'body seen the little redhead. That's right, ever'body!
Why she come runnin' right through the dinner, right in the middle of the pineapple sherbet. Didn't have on but your fez, Coy!
Coy, you the only one's got a fez with a propeller on top!! Yeah, yeah and she was a yellin' out the code, too, Coy.
We gonna have to change it now, Dad blame it, Coy! We gonna have to have a special meetin', we get back to Hahira, about conduct at this here convention.
Embarrassin'!! Now Coy, you be at the secret conclave tonight! You hear me?! And it a secret! Hah"

Well, it was a secret meeting in the of the night with mysterious sanctimony
In accordance with prescribed rituals of time ceremony
Matters of concern were weighed with dedicated caution
Like or not to raise at stud or draw or spit in the ocean

It's a typical American where all the members have a fine old time
It's the forty-third annual of the Grand Mystic Royal Order
Of the Nobles of the Ali Temple of the Shrine

Meanwhile at the Motel.....

"Operator, three-twenty...Uh, H-How'd you know?
Oh! Hello! Coy? Where have you
No, you wasn't at the meeting! Well, I found out that at three o'clock this mornin' you was out there in your of the Loom's in the motel swimmin' pool with a bunch of them waitresses from the cocktail lounge!
I just hope Charlene don't out about this, Coy!
What? Well, how'd you get that big motorcycle up there on the dive, Coy?
Now Coy, dad burn it, that no way to act. We supposed to be pillars of the community.
When we get back to Hahira you can just turn in your ring and tie tack 'cause Coy, heh-heh, you are out of the Shrine!
That's right! You gonna have to pack your bags and town! You gonn be black-balled, Coy! What do you mean you might join the Hell's Angels?
Coy! Coy! Don't you hang up on me! Don't you that motorcycle! Who's that gigglin' in the background, Coy?
Huh? Hello, hello operator! we was cut off! Yeah, 321. Coy! Don't you hang up on me!
I'm the Illustrious Potentate! This is the IP, Coy! is Bubba! Coy! Bubba! Coy!............."