Luyện nghe bài hát Technical Foul

Look you've got to
Its just been me and Eleanor for sixty-seven
So she gets nervous strangers
I wouldn't show that to any one

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

If you're coming from street, with dirty shoes on feet
a technical foul
If you switch the radio to some music show
That's a technical
If you shut the door after using the refridgerator
That's a technical foul, a foul

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

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

Let me get this
You expect me to my entire lifestyle in one night
Because you guys are a couple of psychotic control
You got it bub or you can go rot in the
It's up to you Yankee

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

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

Please say,
If I make fun of crazy feeties
Or give cookies to Miss Diabetes
That's not really technical foul, but a homicide

Can I past three?
If you do get a T
Take a whizz in flowers
say hit the showers
Use horn as a bong
Adios Chong

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

But I'd like to see it anyway, just

There are rules which apply in one's life
With your sister, friends or wife
I cant believe, I haven't myself
Respect over me on the court
Here with Wigs McGee, and a elf

Whether you're Jewish or especially short
ironic and hes a troll
I see, shes strange in my carry
My imaginary is short and hairy
They took my wig, I remember the in their eyes

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

I got no to growl
The whistle on the prowl
my wig, I look like an owl
Oh, my God, don't at her

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