Luyện nghe bài hát Winnebacome, Winnebago

Winnebacome,
(Jon Campbell)

Every summer they flock to the and the docks
They've got brown vinyl sandals and nylon socks.
They've got a red peeling and synthetic clothes
And from June to September now it's anything goes.

Where's my flipflop? the gift shop?
Are you feeling
And Winnebacome, Winnebago
cakes and chowder and stuffies to go,
There's a on the bay of Ban de Soleil
And Labor Day seems light-years away.

out fishing for flats wearing Budweiser hats
They got a new Boston Whaler with a in the back,
Well they go for a spin, on gin,
And get stuck hard aground till the tide back in.

be gridlock at the town dock
Are you feeling
And Winnebacome, Winnebago
A long rainy weekend no place to go
a red tide today and a shark in the bay
And Labor Day weekend seems away.

When the flea bites, the jellyfish stings, are you sad?
Watch a mobsta eat a lobsta, are you sad?

They've got sand in eyes and a burn on their thighs
And the last grindah is covahed with flies,
a squid in the sink, the TV's on the blink
They've got a bucket of crabs beginning to stink.
Citronella, umbrella,
are you sad?

And Winnebacome, Winnebago
And There's no place to park anyplace you go,
So let's count license plate the Midwestern states
And hope after Labor Day things get straight...
And hope after Day things will get ...

When the sun comes the gas lines
are you feeling

(Get quahogs)
(Hey Mo, at the gales, uw)
(Hewie)
(How do you get to Judith?)
(One of them told it was 8 o it leaves)
(I was on the for a week)
(Parking lot all full)
(They've in the sun for too long)
(What do you I have ... to myself)
(Bag of buttons)
(Rhode Island CG-621 please move your car, you will be towed)
(How do you get to Judith?)
(how come they don't write song like ... anymore)
(I'm sick and tried of you saying you don't your bathing suit)
(Get your inside the railing kid)
(Now one clamboy and an order of please)