Luyện nghe bài hát Pork Chop

Uh,
Yes
It's my hats.
What about them? I mean, bring something out in me. i...
I want that something, I want my hats back.
Why just... we're supposed to be friends... people who like each want to see each other's lives enriched in some way...
You were seen last night in a restaurant one of my hats.
It's a thing.

You know...
When I say a pork chop you best believe you're a pork chop.

C-h-o-p.

When a fella comes a and you're waiting there til morning...
He's a chop.
chop.

When whistlin his romances, and he's making other glances...
He's a chop.
chop.

He's a running and a while he paints the town a special blue.
Teaching roller to the missing farm, that's the way he do.

So I about things.

He can play mysterioso and everybody so.
He's a chop.
chop.

Gonna me at the altar reading comic books by faulkner.
He's a chop.
chop.

He's dragging his ass round, promises he he'd do
And I
He'd be ringin me this evening so to hear me screaming "you're a pork chop!
chop!"
I issue.

You try faulkner.
I what!?
Try faulkner.
...soundsdirty.

Look. the is this: I am a doer.
Huh!
There are and there are don'ters.
Yes, yes...
I may not be there for you, but I am things.
Yes... uh huh...
That's a responsible person, a caring person, not you say, a jambone de pork, whatever..
Wha... wait a second. wait a second...
*muffled

I try to my feelings, and he's looking at the ceiling.
He's a chop.
chop.

On and on about abuses, and he's being useless.
a pork chop.
(that's for sure!)

He's his ass round, promises he said he'd do
And I
He'd be me this evening so suprised to hear me screaming "you're a pork chop!
chop!"

I am suprised! I know why...
*more arguing to end*