Luyện nghe bài hát Wong's Chinese Buffet

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

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

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

The chicken's tough, the are rough
And the mein's three days old
But it's quantity not that has got my soul

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

A Wong's, no meal is a
At Wong's in red sauce
At Wong's, is battered
And what's inside doesn't even

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

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

If I get the I'm going to go to China
And eat at their buffets
But I'm wonderin', how they so thin
Eating this every day

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