Luyện nghe bài hát Wong's Chinese Buffet

I'm hungry, empty tummy, and I want to make it full
So I the day at Wong's buffet and I eat till I explode

There's sixty types of delights, I gotta have them all
Chicken and onion rings, and sweet and sour balls

At Wong's, and sail with me
At Wong's, on the sea of
At Wong's, eat until it
But don't forget pudding for dessert

The chicken's tough, the noodles are
And the chow three days old
But it's quantity not quality that has got my

So that plate, no mistake, there's no holding back
I won't until I got a packed digestive tract

A Wong's, no meal is a
At covered in red sauce
At Wong's, everything is
And what's doesn't even matter

Stop! Ooooohhhhh. plate! Huh! Third plate! Oh.
plate. Ooooohh. Dessert. Uuuuuuugg.
cookie. I ate the fortune.

I try to leave, I to heave, my whole body hurts
Can barely stand, I tell you man, I got my worth

If I get the time I'm to go to China
And eat at their ancient
But I'm wonderin', how they so thin
like this every day

At Wong's, give a try
At Wong's, to pick up french fry
At Wong's, you know I'm back
Eating here's the heart attack
Chinese Buffet