Luyện nghe bài hát Wake up Wendy - Elton John

Got this bug-eyed
hand on my knee
Frozen chitter, chatter
She's up like a cemetary
Like a

Snowbound all
lips on my cheek
Little prattlin', rattlin'
Talkin' about them hometown
Them hometown

Wake up Wendy, smell the
Help me into custom kitchen
Gimme a cup of old black magic
I get me some of that old home cookin'
Can you it, it's chilly and freezin'
up Wendy, moods a changin'
I got a reason, and you got a
up Wendy, love's in season

Feels a steam clean
she washes me
Clouds bustin', pumps a
Just me off the ceiling
Off the

Chill out
Zap me cinders
Pop the thermal mumbo
me with your little fingers
With little

Wake up Wendy, smell the
Help me into your kitchen
Gimme a cup of that old black
I wanna get me some of old home cookin'
Can you it, it's chilly and freezin'
up Wendy, moods a changin'
I got a reason, and you got a
Wake up Wendy, love's in
Wake up Wendy, in season
up Wendy, love's in season

*telephone
Production.
Sid It's Sid Greenfield for Matt or Trey.
Hold on.
Matt Hello.
Trey.
Matt: Uh, no, is Matt.
Sid: Matt, Sid Greenfield.
Oh, hey, Sid, what's going on, man?
Sid: I, hello, uh, listen, uh, Matt, okay, this is, is you and me talking here, okay?
Uh huh.
Sid: Okay, listen, I'm here, bleeding out my ass.
Right.
Sid: Okay? And do you know
Wh-why.
Sid: Because of this track.
Oh, "Horny, Horny, Horny"?
Sid: Yeah, Matt, you i-it's gotta go on the South Park album.
Matt: Oh, no, dude, we've already about this - we HATE this song.
Sid: know you hate it.
Matt: We've talked about it!
Sid: I know you hate it, I hate it, everyone hates it. But, listen, we NEED this pop song on the album. This is, is what the kids wanna hear. This is where the money's gonna be made.
Matt: I care about that!
Sid: I'm the only one that with you, okay? This is huge in Europe right now and everyone in Europe hates you except for me, okay? I'm the-I'm your guy, here, okay? Listen to me.
Right.
Sid: THIS song. Is the best ever written.
How can you say that?
Sid: Wh-What did I
Matt: This is the best song ever written.
Sid: I agree with you, Matt. I agree with you right there. It is a great song and I know that, I it's a great song, that's why I want it-.
Matt: Hold on, I wanna-hold on ask Trey.
Oh, shit.
Matt (in background): Hey, Trey, they wa-they wanna put that fuckin', horny horny horny song, they wanna put that on the album.
Trey Parker(in background): Dude, we said no! Fuck that song!
Sid: Okay, Matt, Matt? Listen, you what? This is just you and me talkin', but fuck Trey.
Trey: IS Trey!
Sid (after a pause): Okay, Trey, listen, th-fuck Matt, okay? Matt, Matt doesn't care about-
Trey: No! that song!
Hello?
Sid: Just-
Matt:
Sid: Matt, will you just listen to the one more time?
Matt: No, I'm not listen to it.
Okay, here it goes, here it is.
*song to play*
No!
Sid: Are you
This song sucks, man! This song SUCKS! We've already talked about it!
Sid: No, listen! Listen to part! You see that man? You gotta give it a chance! Let it get in under your skin. You can't tell me that your feet ain't moving.