Luyện nghe bài hát Onomatopoeia

Forty-five minutes, cents
Sixty-five sitting on a fence
Saying, hey little look what we got for you

We're gonna rope off an and put on a show
the Canadian border down to Mexico
It might be the most potentially
Thing that we possibly do

Yeah, little buddy gonna get chance
them pubescent all wet their pants
We'll record it and that's no jive
Hold it, it, no, no, no, no

Bang went the pistol, went the window
went the son of a gun
Onomatopoeia, I don't see ya
Speaking in a foreign

Knock, knock, hello, can I in?
Gee, it was a show
Oh, you gone on yet?
Well, how was I supposed to

Hey we got a date, it's really downtown
We're gonna get the grand to do the sound
It's a ring, but it might be the thing
To put you in the dough

Well listen little brother, don't you get us
Why we even one of the words to your song
Just say I do and lay it on you
You, you, and me, me, me, me

Bang went the pistol, went the window
Ouch the son of a gun
Onomatopoeia, I want to see ya
Speaking in a foreign

Hey buddy gonna get your chance
them pubescent all wet their pants
We'll record it live and no jive
it, stop it, no, no, no, no

Bang the pistol, crash went the window
Ouch the son of a gun
Onomatopoeia, I don't to see ya
in a foreign tongue

Onomatopoeia, I want to see ya
Speaking in a tongue