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

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

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

I'm getting awfully mad down the street
(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 tough
So those gats over there better not get tough

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

Get around, round
(Rock out, Carl!)

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

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

I get
Get around round, I get around
From town to
Get around round, I get around
I'm a cool head
Get round round, I get around
I'm real good bread
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, I get around
(Don't stop!)
Get around round round, I get
Boop boop boop
Get around round, I get around
I get
(Oh yeah!)

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

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

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

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

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

Hey
My little coupe
You know what I--
Little coupe

You don't know I got

She's got a competition clutch with the four on the
And she purrs like a kitten (*laugh*) till the pipes roar
Ah, bom bom bom bom
And if that ain't enough to make you flip 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 on like a rose, da da dap
(Do the stroll!)
She's my little deuce
You know what I got

(*Laughter*)