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

I'm getting mad driving 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 guys are pretty tough
So those other gats over there not get tough

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

Get around, round
(Rock out, Carl!)

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

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

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

Round get around, I get around

Get around round, I get a square
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 Coupe" while [...]. 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, got the cutest little piece in town
Well, I'm not braggin', babe, oh

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

She's my deuce coupe
(Hey, Carl.)
You don't know 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 in town
When something up to me he don't even try
'Cos if I had a set of wings, man, I know she fly

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

You don't what I got

She's got a competition with 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 make you flip lid
There's one more thing: I got the pink 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*)