Luyện nghe bài hát Toll Booth Willie

[Car
Toll Booth Willie: "Welcome to Worchester. twenty-five please."
M1: "Hey, how ya Toll Booth Willie?"
Toll Booth Willie: "Good! fer askin, pop!"
M1: "Aww, great, you know, considering yer a fuckin' idiot!"
[Pays and drives off]
Toll Booth Willie: "Go fuck yourself you son of a bitch! come right
outta the booth and fuckin' ya, you fuckin' prick!"
car approaches]
M2: "Hey, hey, Willie! it going?"
Toll Willie: "Hey, can't complain, pop. Hows 'bout you?"
M2: "Oh, great, great. How much?"
Toll Booth "The state charges a dollar twenty-five, pop."
M2: "That's fine. Now should I give you the money, or I shove the
directly up your fat ass!?"
[Pays and drives off]
Toll Booth "Why you fuckin' hard on! I'll fucking Carlton Fisk
yer fuckin' head with a Louise-ville slugger! Whadya think of
ass fuck!?"
[Another car
F1: "Hi Willie."
Toll Willie: "Oh, nice to see ya M'am. Not a bad day, huh?"
F1: "Well, I'm a little lost. Could you help me out? I hear the
best directions."
Toll Willie: "Well I know my way around New England. I can tell ya
much. So where ya headed?"
F1: "Well, I was just wondering exactly is the best way to drive
up your ass. You know, if you'd me, I'd appreciate it, you fuckin'
prick."
[Drives
Toll Booth "You fuckin' bitch! Fuck you! You forgot to pay the
fuckin' toll you dirty whore! I'll fuckin' you with a boot to the
fuckin' skull you cum queen!"
[Another car
M3: "Hey Willie."
Toll Willie: "Hey, how are ya?"
M3: "Here's a twenty-five, and go fuck yourself."
[Pays toll and off]
Toll Booth "Dah, you fuckin' prick! I hope you choke on a
bottle cap, ya fuckin' son of a fuck! Eat shit! Eat my shit!"
[Another car
Bishop Nelson: "Hello Willie. to see you."
Toll Booth Willie: "Ahhh, Nelson. Nice to see ya. That was quite
a sermon you had the day."
Bishop Nelson: "Hey, I do my best."
Toll Booth "Dollar twenty-five, Bishop."
Bishop Nelson: "Dollar twenty-five, Willie. Isn't that the same
your mother for a blow job, you piece of dog shit!?"
[Pays toll and off]
Toll Booth Willie: "Ohhh! another one, you fuckin' lush! It's not
my fault the bartender cut ya off last night ya douche bag!"
car approaches]
M5: "Hey!"
Toll Willie: "Well hey!"
M5: "Yeah, do you want the money, or I just shove the quarters
up your fat ass!?"
[Pays and drives off]
Toll Booth Willie: "Well, I already that one you fuckin'
unoriginal bastard! Go a
corn you fuckin' of repeatin' shit!"
car approaches]
F2: "Hi."
Toll Willie: "Oh, hi. How are ya?"
F2: "Fine, thank you. How is the toll please?"
Toll Willie: "For you sweetheart, it's a dollar twenty-five."
F2: "Here ya go."
[Pays
F2: "Thank you."
to drive off]
Toll Booth "Hey! Hey! Honey! Would you like a receipt with
that?"
F2: "Oh, I forgot. Thank you so much."
Booth Willie scribbling a receipt for her]
Toll Booth "And here ya are."
F2: "Umm, do you think you sign it?"
Booth Willie: "Oh, uh.. sign it?"
F2: "Yeah, sign Toll Willie was here."
Booth Willie: "Ok, sure. Uhh, by the way, what is this for?"
[Signing
F2: "Just so I could have proof for my friends I met the biggest
dip shit with the smallest dick alive. You understand."
[Drives
up paper]
Toll Booth Willie: "Fuck you, you fuckin' upity bitch! I'll fuck
you and all your lesbian friends in front of your fuckin'
mothers! You're die, bitch! I'm comin' outta the booth!" [Opens
the door and out of the booth]
[Car and hits him]
Toll Booth Willie: "Ooooh! My leg!"
M6: "Hey! You ran over Booth Willie!"
M7: "Oh my God! I was always wondering what it would be like to run
a dried up dick licker."
Toll Booth "Why you fuckin' pricks. I fuckin' hear every fuckin'
yer saying!
When this fuckin' leg heals, I'm gonna kick you guys new
assholes!
[Everyone eachother out]