Luyện nghe bài hát Technical Foul

Look got to understand
Its just been me and for sixty-seven years
So she nervous around strangers
I show that picture to any one

Or they might try to you two guys back to the laboratory
Listen we got rules in this house, and you follow
Them or you'll yourself outta of here
This might be harder then I

If you're coming from street, with dirty on your feet
a technical foul
If you the radio to some modern music show
a technical foul
If you don't shut the door using the refridgerator
That's a technical foul, a foul

If you touch the thermostat, you'll get hit a bat
'Cause tha'ts a foul, you'll feel my wrath
If your hair clogs the drain, you'll know the meaning of

Cause that's a technical foul, Ill you no mercy
This is such bull shit, hey in this house we say bull
Or its a foul, a technical foul

Let me get straight
You expect me to change my entire in one night
you guys are a couple of psychotic control freaks
You got it bub or you can go rot in the
It's up to you Doodle

Well, I don't to do that
But let me run a few by you
So I screw up accidentally

If I don't spray Lysol, moving a bowel
That's a foul, okay?
If I decide to wash my ass with your monogrammed
That's a foul

say, hiney
If I make fun of your crazy
Or give cookies to Miss Diabetes
That's not really foul, but possibly a homicide

Can I sleep three?
If you do get a T
Take a whizz in those
say hit the showers
Use horn as a bong
Tommy Chong

Make long distance calls
You'll get a kick in the
Can I walk around my morning erection?
If you an automatic ejection
'Cause a technical foul

But I'd like to see it anyway, just

There are certain rules apply in one's life
With your sister, or imaginary wife
I cant believe, I killed myself
Respect carries me on the court
with Wigs McGee, and a fury elf

Whether you're Jewish diabetic or short
Shes ironic and hes a
I see, shes strange in my carry
My imaginary wife is short and
They my wig, I remember the look in their eyes

How did my life get stuck in this shit
Why oh why won't someone retrieve my wig, wig,
Guess I have to deal with your
But please touch me with your alien hands

I got no right to
The whistle she's on the
Without my wig, I like an owl
Oh, my God, laugh at her

Or it's a technical
Or it's a foul
Or it's a foul