Luyện nghe bài hát Gee, Officer Krupkee

Salt-n-pepa, eye, etc.
(appears on the songs of side story)

Excuse me mr.
You think we're bad,
You wanna up the streets, huh?
Well you put society in handcuffs
Ha ha, you got a job

Music by
by sondheim
I'm talkin' 'bout west story
It's my time
Police sweat me like the sharks & the
Because I do what I
So wanna hit me
If you let me
I'll the game
Clear my
And you ain't a damn thing changed
So don't criticize the way that I hey
This ain't
We it the hard way

Dear kindly krupke
You understand
It's just our upke
That gets us out of
Our all are junkies
Our fathers all are
Golly moses, naturally we're

Gee, officer
We're upset
We had the love
every child oughta get
We no deliquents
We're
Deep down inside us there is

is good!

There is good, is good
is untapped good
Like inside, the worst of us is

You see, krupkee
You gotta have some
You know, you always me
But what you don't is
I from a broken home
My don't care about me
My daddy don't care me
And you always on my case
It me homeboy
society

Dear kindly judge, your
My treat me rough
all their marijuana
They won't me a puff
didn't wanna have me
But I was had
lizards, that's why I'm so bad

Right! officer
really a square
This boy need a judge
He an analyst's care
It's his neurosis
oughta be curbed
He's disturbed

disturbed!

We're disturbed, disturbed
We're the most
we're psychologically disturbed

We out of our minds you know I'm sayin'
Yeah, because we got
Deep inside
I got no analystic junk heap
And sit down on the
find out why I'm disturbed
I why I'm disturbed
And you know
I care
'cause it's like that
And just how it is
You know what I'm
the way it is

Father is a
My mom's an
My always plastered
My gramma tea
My sister wears a
My brother wears a
gracious, that's why I'm a mess

Officer you're really a slob
This boy need a doctor
a good honest job
Society him a terrible trick
And socialogically he's

We are sick!

We are sick, we are
We are sick sick
Like we're sick

In other
This is happens when cousins marry
We are heads, inbred
Hey we're chicano forrest gump's

Dear kindly worker
say go earn a buck
Like be a soda
Which like be a schmuck
It's not I'm
I'm only
Glory osky, now that's why I'm a
Officer ya done it again
This boy need a doc
He a year in the pen
It ain't a question of misunderstood
Deep inside, he ain't no damn good

I'm no good!

We're no good, we're no
We're no good
the best of us is no damn good

The trouble is crazy
The is he drinks
The is he's lazy
The is he stinks
The trouble is he's
The is he's grown
we've got troubles of our own

Gee, krupkee
down on our knees
'cause no one wants a
a social disease
Gee, krupkee
are we to do
Gee, officer
you!