Luyện nghe bài hát Late for School

woke up morning,
clock said I was 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,
my mom and that depressed her,
promised dad I be late, so gotta accelerate,
go!

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

across three lawn 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 make 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 glad I to log roll.
onto 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!
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 football I crashed,
line, perfect smash,
grabbed my and so begins
my frantic dash.
down the I ricochet,
cases 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 with a fight,
the door is locked and not right
there's not a person today,
is everybody out to
now i'm thinking and it's in,
saturday!
OHH!! I could have in bed!

I'm out the school
wish 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"

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