Luyện nghe bài hát Late for School

woke up morning,
said I was late for school,
teacher me "that's not cool"
put my shirt and pants on,
flew down the stair,
wet my and slicked 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 depressed her,
promised dad I be late, so gotta 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,
neighbor "tally ho!"
and gave a O.

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

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

up so high, I see the school,
8AM, the rule!
flying slowly, 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 football I crashed,
50-yard line, smash,
grabbed my books and so
my frantic dash.
down the I ricochet,
cases in the way,
the kids are all in class,
I wish I were 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 out to play?
now i'm thinking and sinking in,
saturday!
OHH!! I could stayed in bed!

I'm out the gate
wish that I aviate,
or evaporate,
be home 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 gave me a new
to set for morn.
never wanna be late for
never wanna be the fool,
I'd be in the grammar, slammer,
and I get a D!
Now my feet are dances,
HIP HOORAY for chances!
I'm not late and is great, it's time to celebrate, WHOA!