Luyện nghe bài hát The Mango Song

Spasm waiter dropping to his knees,
Slander on wrap ties
Lifting up his head he feels the sunlight in his

Grasp a kettle top and the breeze, please
Ramble while slop sighs
Tossing in his bed at night he'll dream he dies

at the sink
The dribble liquid visible beneath his eyes
Feels it tilt and start to

Mask a pretty hopper's with squeeze cheese
some grape apple pies
Tranquil and serene he runs out of supplies

Your hands and feet are
You're gonna be a anyway
hands and feet are mangoes
You're be a genius anyway

Your and feet are mangoes
gonna be a genius anyway
Your hands and feet are
You're gonna be a anyway

Mask a pretty foot with squeeze cheese
some grape apple pies
Tranquil and until he runs out of supplies

hands and feet are mangoes
You're gonna be a anyway
Your and feet are mangoes
You're gonna be a genius

Your hands and are mangoes
You're gonna be a anyway
Your hands and feet are
gonna be a genius anyway