Luyện nghe bài hát Late for School

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

If I'm there's misery,
I be up on history,
I'll be in the 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 the front lawn quickly,
missed the bus, my tripped me,
the corner,
homework as I go,
shouted "tally ho!"
and gave a O.

Lept three 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 make money,
waved my and legs like mad
to where I'd land, WHOO!

for the rubber 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 below the 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,
line, perfect smash,
grabbed my books and so
my final dash.
the hall I ricochet,
trophy in the way,
the other are all in class,
I that I were they, WHOA!
THERE!

I see the clock ends the light,
8AM right!
I pull a handle a fight,
the door is locked and that's not
there's not a here today,
is out to play?
now i'm thinking and it's in,
saturday!
OHH!! I could stayed in bed!

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

This is 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 and life is great, it's time to celebrate, WHOA!