Luyện nghe bài hát They Want Efx

Bum stiggedy, bum stiggedy, bum hon, I got the
Old pa rum pum pum pum
But I can fe fi fo fum diddly bum, I come
So Peter Piper I'm hyper Pinocchio's nose

I'm the tic tac pro
I gave my oopsy now you've got the crazy
Crazy the books, googley goo where's the gravy
So one two unbuckle my, um,

Yabba doo, hippity hoo, a brew
So trick or treat, smell my feet, yup, I a hit
So get on your mark and spark that old censorship
Drats and double drats, I some whiz kids

The boogedy-woogedly, Brooklyn about to get his, dig
My bone's connected to my hip bone
My hip bone's connected to my bone
My thigh bone's connected to my knee
My knee connected to my hardy-har-har-har

The jaw ja-jabbing at your funny bone, um
the Ovaltine, I'd rather have a honeycomb
Or preferably the sesame, spiggedy-spark the blunts, um
Dun dun dun dun dun, dun dun

They want EFX, some EFX
They EFX, some live EFX
They EFX, some live EFX
a neck for some live EFX

Well, I'll be darned, me timbers, yo head for the hills
I picked a weeping willow, and a
So back up or I'll pulverize McGruff
'Cause this little gets busy and stuff

Arrivederci, heavens to mercy, tonk I get swift
I caught a and smoked a boogaloo spliff
I got the nooks, the cranies, the gritty fodey-doe
All aboard, away, hey where's my boogaloo?

Oh, I'm steaming,
everybody always picking on me
They call me Puddin' Tane, and my game
You ask me and I'll t-tell you the same

I'm the vulgar vegemintarian, so stick 'em up freeze
So no sausages, Mom, please
A-blitz the breeze, twiddly-dee shoots his lip
dazy shot the Sheriff, yup and I shot the gift

And that's sneaky, sis oh yep
I got my socks off, my rocks off, my Nestle's cup of
Holly tried to slob me, tried to rob me silly stunt
dun dun dun dun, dun dun

They EFX, some live EFX
want EFX, some live EFX
They want EFX, live EFX
a neck for some live EFX

Yahoo, yup I'm coming around the stretch
So here Fido boy, fetch, boy,
I got the a slippery choker, look at me get raw
And I'm the hickory-dickory top of morning big jaw

With the zippedy Winnie the Pooh bad boy blue
Yo crazy got the gusto, up, I swing that too
So nincompoop give a and stomp a troop without a strain
Roscoe B. Coltrane

I spiggedy-spark a spiff and give a twist like Chubby
I take my Froot with two scoops, make it double decker
Oh Vince, the baby to Papa Duke
A babaloo, ooh, a boogedy boo

I went from Gucci to Stussy, to a groupie
To Zsa Zsa, to yibbedy-yabba hoochie koochie
ho I-I'll take my Stove Top instead of potatoes, so
Maybe I'll shoot 'em now, nope I'll shoot 'em later, yep

I used to a dog and Bingo was his name oh, so uh
B I N G O oh
You do the hokey pokey and you yourself around, hon, so uh
Dun dun dun dun dun, dun dun

They want EFX, some EFX
They want EFX, live EFX
They want EFX, some EFX
Snap a neck for some EFX