Luyện nghe bài hát Toll Booth Willie

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