Luyện nghe bài hát Onomatopoeia

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

gonna rope off an area and put on a show
From the Canadian border to Mexico
It might be the potentially gross
that we could possibly do

Yeah, little buddy gonna get chance
Make pubescent all wet their pants
We'll it live and that's no jive
it, stop it, no, no, no, no

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

Knock, knock, hello, can I in?
Gee, it was a wonderful
Oh, you haven't gone on
Well, how was I supposed to

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

listen little brother, don't you get us wrong
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, crash the window
went the son of a gun
Onomatopoeia, I want to see ya
Speaking in a foreign

Hey little gonna get your chance
Make them pubescent all wet pants
We'll it live and that's no jive
Hold it, it, no, no, no, no

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

Onomatopoeia, I don't to see ya
Speaking in a foreign