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 round round, I get around
town to town
Get around round, I get around
(Woo!)
I'm a real head
Get around 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 next to my
(*Laughter*)
Bom bom bom ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta

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

I get
Get round round, I get around
From town to
Get around round round, I get
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 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 Guard
To their best girls home on a Saturday night

I get
Get around round round, I get
From to town
Get round round, I get around
I'm a cool head
Get round round, I get around
I'm making real good
Get around round, I get around
I get around 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 around round round, I get
Boop boop boop
Get around round round, I get
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--)

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

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

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

Well I'm not braggin', babe, so put me down
But I've got the 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 know she fly

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

You know what I got

She's got a clutch 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 your lid
There's one more 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*)