Luyện nghe bài hát Potholes in My Lawn

Yo, wrong here, no, not again
Get the for the

in my lawn
Potholes in my
in my lawn

Everybody's sayin', to do
When lunatics start diggin' and chewin'
They don't know that the soul go for that potholes in my lawn
And goes for my rhyme sheet which I concentrated so hard on
See I don't ask for security but my dwellin' is swellin'

It nipped my bud when I to fall
Into a spot where no ink or an ink-blot was on a
I just me a new 'Mot' but now it's gone,
There's no knew that I hate
To recognize every time I'm writin', it's gone

Yodel-a-hee, yodel-oh-hee,
Yodel-a-hee, yodel-oh-hee,

Potholes in my

I've found that not wise to leave my garden untended
'Cause eyes has now all laws of privacy
Even paws are my writer see
After that everyone's sayin' what to do when suckers are preyin'
my well-guarded spreadsheets
Oh why, does it send up fleets of evil-doers through the big hole

To get to evil-doers who dig holes which leaves my lawn with
I think I'd better plant traces to clues or better yet call 911
And when get here I inform them I'm the Plug One
Open a chair and let them realize the reason for of the Soul
we've come down with a case of potholes

Yodel-a-hee, yodel-oh-hee,
Yodel-a-hee, yodel-oh-hee,

Who stole, who stole, who stole the cookie the cookie jar?

Now you got the
What to do when you die the death that I predict in Tunin'
It's a shame you deny to claim
That you my words of fame that I wrote in my rhyme sheet
Which I so hard on
See I ask for a barbed wire fence B

My dwellin' is swellin', it my bud
When I happened to fall into a
Where no ink or an was on a scroll
I just wrote me a new 'Mot' but now it's there's no
Suckers that I hate to recognize
every time I'm writin' it's gone

Potholes in my

Yodel-a-hee, yodel-oh-hee,
Yodel-a-hee, yodel-oh-hee,