Luyện nghe bài hát Poor Little Raccoon

There was a little raccoon on the of the road
When I drove to one day
He was there as peaceful as can be
So I blew my to wake him up and get
him out of the way
But that little raccoon no attention to me
Well the day on my way to work,
much to my
That little was sleeping in the same spot
So I blew my horn again but he
pay me no
And I thought to myself "boy he sure a lot"
On the third day I by and he was
sleeping again
But I noticed that that little had
a lot
He was lying in the sun a funny little grin
He must be pretty well I thought
On the fourth day I drove by but that
'coon didn't look
He was the size of a piggy, and
his skin kind of tight
There was awful smell, it was
to curl your hair
And I wondered how he could keep sleepin'
that permeating the air
On the fifth day I by and again
to my
little raccoon was sleeping there all
covered up flies
I my car and I yelled out,
"wake up you sleepyhead!"
And it hit me - he wasn't sleeping at all
That poor bugger was dead
little raccoon I guess he's had it
Now a nursery for 10,000 little maggots
Poor raccoon pushin' up daisies
And all this I thought he was just lazy.