Luyện nghe bài hát Late for School

woke up morning,
said I was late for school,
teacher me "that's not cool"
gotta put my and pants on,
down the front stair,
wet my fingers and my hair,
elbowed grandma by,
her face into a pie.

If I'm late misery,
I be up on history,
be in the English grammar slammer,
and I got a C.
Got a warning semester,
told my mom and that her,
promised dad I won't be late, so accelerate,
go!

Ran out the door,
like a meteor,
I across the front lawn quickly,
missed the bus, my shoelace me,
the corner,
homework as I go,
shouted "tally ho!"
and a standing O.

Lept three lawn flamingos,
to Sal, (he's Filipino)
the fence,
and found I was headed toward a pool.
in the air I did funny,
on tv I'd make money,
waved my arms and like mad
to alter I'd land, WHOO!

Aimed for the boad,
hit instead the float.
I to lose control,
I'm so I learned to log roll.
onto the diving board,
bounced off it headed toward,
a gym,
I just right and caught onto a kite.
WHOA!

up so high, I see the school,
8AM, the rule!
slowly, time is marking,
down below the are barking,
I feel I'm sailing,
but uh-oh, the is failing,
now I'm downward, groundward,
to the school.

on the field I crashed,
50-yard line, smash,
my books and so begins
my frantic dash.
down the I ricochet,
trophy in the way,
the other are all in class,
I wish that I they, WHOA!
THERE!

I see the clock ends the light,
8AM right!
I pull a with a fight,
the is locked and that's not right
not a person here today,
is everybody out to
now i'm thinking and sinking in,
saturday!
OHH!! I have stayed in bed!

I'm out the school
that I could aviate,
or evaporate,
be home and back in bed soon,
my dad is
"what the heck you up to,
go fishing,
my oh my, your face is in a pie"

This is something,
I'm with dad and are jumping,
mom me a new alarm
to set for morn.
never wanna be for school'
never wanna be the fool,
I'd be in the grammar, slammer,
and I get a D!
Now my are doing dances,
HIP HOORAY for chances!
I'm not and life is great, it's time to celebrate, WHOA!