Luyện nghe bài hát Late for School

woke up morning,
clock I was late for school,
teacher me "that's not cool"
gotta put my shirt and on,
down the front stair,
wet my and slicked my hair,
elbowed grandma by,
her face went 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 last semester,
my mom and that depressed her,
promised dad I be late, so gotta accelerate,
go!

Ran out the door,
moving a meteor,
I sped across the front quickly,
the bus, my shoelace tripped me,
the corner,
homework as I go,
neighbor "tally ho!"
and gave a O.

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

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

up so high, I see the school,
8AM, the rule!
flying slowly, is marking,
down the dogs are barking,
I like 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,
grabbed my 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 door is and that's not right
there's not a here today,
is everybody out to
now i'm thinking and sinking in,
saturday!
OHH!! I could have in bed!

I'm out the gate
wish that I aviate,
or evaporate,
I'll be and back in bed soon,
my dad is
"what the were you up to,
go fishing,
my oh my, grandma's face is in a pie"

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