Luyện nghe bài hát Technical Foul

Look got to understand
Its been me and Eleanor for sixty-seven years
So she gets nervous around
I wouldn't show picture to any one

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

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

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

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

Let me get this
You me to change 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
up to you Yankee 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, after a bowel
That's a technical foul,
If I decide to wash my ass your monogrammed towel
a technical foul

Please say,
If I make fun of your feeties
Or give sugar cookies to Miss
That's not really foul, but possibly a homicide

Can I past three?
If you do get a T
a whizz in those flowers
I'll say hit the
Use this as a bong
Tommy Chong

Make long distance calls
You'll get a kick in the
Can I walk around with my morning
If you want an automatic
'Cause that's a foul

But I'd like to see it anyway, just

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

Whether Jewish diabetic or especially short
Shes and hes a troll
I see, shes strange in my royal
My imaginary is short and hairy
They took my wig, I remember the look in eyes

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

I got no to growl
The whistle she's on the
my wig, I look like an owl
Oh, my God, laugh at her

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