Luyện nghe bài hát Medley (I Get Around/Little Deuce Coupe)

Round round get
I get around, yes
(*Laughter* *Clap*)
Get around round round, I get
I get a--

Get around round, I get around
From to town
Get around round, I get around
(Woo!)
I'm a cool head
Get around round, I get around
I'm making real bread
Get round round, I get a square
(Ow!)

I'm getting awfully mad driving down the
(Ow!)
I just don't want to be bugged sitting to my sweets
(*Laughter*)
Bom bom bom ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta

The other guys are pretty
So those other gats there better not get tough

I get
Get around round, I get around
town to town
Get round round, I get around
I'm a cool head
(Fake it, on, Mike! Artistry!)
I'm makin' real bread
Get round round, I get a square
I get

Get around, round
(Rock out, Carl!)

(Anybody...)
(Come on, baby!)
([...])

We always take my car it's a heap
And we get turned down by the chicks we pick up on
Not much...
None of the go steady 'cos it wouldn't be Right Guard
To leave their best girls home on a Saturday

I get
Get around round, I get around
From town to
Get around round, I get around
I'm a real cool
Get around round, I get around
I'm making real good
Get around round, I get around
I get around round woo oooo ooo ooo ooo oooo

Round get around, I get around

Get around round, I get a square
Get around round, I get around
Get around round round, I get
(Don't stop!)
Get round round, I get around
boop boop boop
Get around round round, I get
I get
(Oh yeah!)

(Oh, that was bad.)
(Let's do "Little Coupe" while [...]. Real fast, obviously.)
(I've got it, Brian. Here, Bruce, do your [...].)
(Oh.)
(Bom bom.)
(Like this.)
(Hey, do the--)
(Oh--)

Well I'm not braggin', babe, so don't put me
Well, got the cutest little piece in town
Well, I'm not braggin', babe, oh

([...] [...])
(We it.)

She's my little coupe
(Hey, Carl.)
You know what I got
Talk to me,
Talk to me,

Well I'm not braggin', babe, so put me down
But got the fastest set of wheels in town
When comes up to me he don't even try
'Cos if I had a set of wings, man, I she could fly

Hey
My deuce coupe
You know what I--
deuce coupe

You don't know I got

She's got a clutch with the four on the floor
And she purrs like a kitten (*laugh*) till the pipes roar
Ah, bom bom bom bom
And if that ain't to make you flip your lid
one more thing: I got the pink slip daddy
(*Laughter*)
Oh
Da da dom da da dom ba da
(Oh, do "Luau"!)
(Talk to me, baby!)

She comes on a rose, da da dap
(Do the stroll!)
She's my little coupe
You know what I got

(*Laughter*)