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,
flew the front stair,
wet my fingers and my hair,
elbowed grandma by,
her face went a pie.

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

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

Lept across 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 and legs like mad
to alter I'd land, WHOO!

Aimed for the boad,
hit the kiddie float.
I began to control,
I'm so I learned to log roll.
jumped onto the board,
bounced off it then toward,
a gym,
I bounced 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 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 books and so
my frantic dash.
the hall I ricochet,
trophy in the way,
the kids are all in class,
I wish that I they, WHOA!
THERE!

I see the clock with 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 out to play?
now i'm thinking and sinking in,
saturday!
OHH!! I could have in bed!

I'm out the gate
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 grandma's is in a pie"

This is something,
I'm dad and fish are jumping,
mom gave me a new
to set for morn.
never be late for school'
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 is great, it's time to celebrate, WHOA!