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 the front stair,
wet my and slicked my hair,
grandma passing by,
her face went a pie.

If I'm there's 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,
dad I won't be late, so gotta accelerate,
go!

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

across 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,
my arms 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.
jumped onto the board,
bounced off it headed 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 the dogs are barking,
I feel 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 and so begins
my frantic dash.
the hall I ricochet,
trophy in the way,
the kids are all in class,
I that I were they, WHOA!
THERE!

I see the clock with the light,
8AM right!
I a handle with a fight,
the door is locked and not right
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
wish I could aviate,
or evaporate,
I'll be home and in bed soon,
my dad is
"what the heck 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.
wanna be late for school'
never 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 late and life is great, it's to celebrate, WHOA!