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

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

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

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

The other guys are tough
So other gats over there better not get tough

I get
Get round 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 good
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 never get turned down by the chicks we up on
Not much...
None of the guys go steady 'cos it wouldn't be Right
To leave their best girls home on a night

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

Round round get around, I get

Get around round round, I get a
Get round round, I get around
Get around round, I get around
(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--)

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

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

my little deuce coupe
(Hey, Carl.)
You don't what I got
to me, baby
Talk to me,

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

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

You don't know I got

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

(*Laughter*)