Luyện nghe bài hát Space Hoes

I believe this, I get rid of those two evil maniacs
Trying to ruin my and I get two evil guests
Who are to ruin my show
Feh, just who came up with the stupid of giving
Space Ghost the talk in the first place?

How they gave his own to Tad Ghostal?
Any given second he go mad postal
Stay wavin' power band space cannon
And had the nerve to jump in the of Race Bannon

out, luckily he detonate it
Guess who smothered whose credited with editing it?
He molter, the cop out
And have no career choice, he dropped out

Since when the included Zorak
Way back he used to rub his in Borax
I'm not the one who him to it
If he won't admit it, I'm not hold him to it

It's all love and no though
For all that, he really need to get his own show
Do a monologue and jest the guests
Madlib the beat and walk him to the desk

With Danger holding the control room
Late again returning commercial
I you Doom, early, hes on BPT
Catch him on access free TV

And we're back on the air Brak, so, Brak
How you're man got a show that's so wack?
Have you ever thought to work with Earl Ignignat and
Do you got enough oxygen from toxic phlegm?

Another sec, his neck woulda caught
Mouse switch the screen to hot dames
Tonights audience big screen video games
And fifteen seconds of fame, pitiful aims, it's a shame

Zoning, competing for the same time slot as Conan
No, dummy, Ichigawa, announcement lunch to any stunt
Who lets me plow her in the for a hour, the kids supposed
To be or else join us sound like Road Runner, beep, beep

Later this week Big Ben
After him there's no one we could afford to bring on
Keep it ghetto and let 'em B Y O B from the get go

I'd like to propose a toast to the host
Space coast to coast that destructor ray's a played out gag
And cape and the pantsuit, looking like a straight out
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Dag, don't to sound crunchy
Hit a honey from the back and crumpled up her
A light hungry munchy
Felt a funny hunch and she told me, "Donkey, punch me"

Tomorrow is Father Sarducci
Father MC and Charo, coochie
her new bestseller, who you call a Hoochie
Proud of the Snoochie Boochie Noochies

Leela eyeball to eyeballs and find out
How they get inside those pie walls?
Our next guest, a real cutie
And she's starting to get a little booty, Miss Judy

So, Judy, boxers or fig leaf
As you know I wear my boxers my big
Cue the rapper, him to bring what little he got
Up against Villy, he's really not diddley squat until they head

When it come to wreck, cruisers like them
Are red shirts off Trek, ke Kirk, he Spock, he McCoy
Been B-boy, since you jerks first toys
Born to be the host the most when it's on it's on
ho's, coast to coast

You I'm just gonna hand over my show to you?
Doom, you lost your fucking mind?
Listen, I'm not gonna my show over to you
You why? Because it's my show, mine, not yours

Space Ghost, it Doom coast to coast
Yeah, yeah, sure, are the keys to the show
Why don't you for awhile?
Yeah, America's craving some Doom, you go