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

Round get around
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 round round, I get around
(Woo!)
I'm a real cool
Get round round, I get around
I'm making good bread
Get around round, I get a square
(Ow!)

I'm getting awfully mad down the street
(Ow!)
I just don't want to be sitting next 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 round round, I get around
From town to
Get round round, I get around
I'm a real cool
(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 although a heap
And we never get turned down by the chicks we up on
Not much...
of the guys go steady 'cos it wouldn't be Right Guard
To leave their best home on a Saturday night

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

Round get around, I get around

Get around round round, I get a
Get around round round, I get
Get around round, I get around
(Don't stop!)
Get around round round, I get
Boop boop boop
Get round 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 your [...].)
(Oh.)
(Bom bom.)
(Like this.)
(Hey, do the--)
(Oh--)

Well I'm not braggin', babe, so put me down
Well, I've got the cutest little in town
Well, I'm not braggin', babe, oh

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

She's my little deuce
(Hey, Carl.)
You don't know I got
Talk to me,
Talk to me,

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

Hey
My deuce coupe
You don't what I--
Little deuce

You know what I got

She's got a competition clutch the four on the floor
And she purrs a kitten (*laugh*) till the lake pipes roar
Ah, bom bom bom bom
And if that ain't enough to you flip your lid
There's one more thing: I got the 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*)