Luyện nghe bài hát It's the Phone

It's the phone, get the phone, there's a call
Fish it out, the talk button right now
Anytime, anywhere a phone call
We answer and start talking real loud
In their odes to Joy and Jesus, do you they once foresaw
Their pieces in our wireless
All the planet? Blah blah, blah blah, blah.

Ah, the of music all around
Short little beeps cut the din
I've come to that Motorola sound
Not or violin
I Ludwig would be so proud
That "Fur Elise" could beep so
Rossini too and and Bach
And Mozart and inoff, enough.

Hold the fries, keep your eyes on the road
awkward to talk on the phone right now
To the if the Cell Tower Gods I bow
And I hope the local allow.

It's so crowded, so loud it's some deaf guy you're talking to
All of us on this Hertz bus attempt to turn our to you
impinging, see us cringing, dirty looks aimed at your head
Not of it but I admit I wish your battery was dead...