Luyện nghe bài hát Late for School

woke up morning,
clock said I was for school,
teacher me "that's not cool"
gotta put my and pants on,
flew down the stair,
wet my fingers and my hair,
elbowed passing by,
her face into a pie.

If I'm late misery,
I be up on history,
I'll be in the grammar slammer,
and I got a C.
Got a last semester,
my mom and that depressed her,
promised dad I won't be late, so accelerate,
go!

Ran out the door,
like a meteor,
I sped the front lawn quickly,
missed the bus, my tripped me,
the corner,
homework as I go,
shouted "tally ho!"
and gave a O.

Lept across lawn flamingos,
to Sal, (he's Filipino)
the fence,
and that I was headed toward a pool.
in the air I did funny,
on tv I'd some money,
waved my and legs like mad
to where I'd land, WHOO!

Aimed for the boad,
hit the kiddie float.
I to lose control,
I'm so glad I to log roll.
jumped the diving board,
bounced off it then toward,
a gym,
I bounced just and caught onto a kite.
WHOA!

up so high, I see the school,
8AM, the rule!
flying slowly, is marking,
below the dogs are barking,
I like I'm sailing,
but uh-oh, the is failing,
now I'm downward, groundward,
to the school.

on the football I crashed,
50-yard line, smash,
my books and so begins
my final dash.
the hall I ricochet,
trophy in the way,
the other are all in class,
I wish that I they, WHOA!
THERE!

I see the ends with the light,
8AM right!
I a handle with a fight,
the is locked and that's not right
not a person here today,
is out to play?
now i'm and it's sinking in,
saturday!
OHH!! I could stayed in bed!

I'm out the gate
wish I could aviate,
or evaporate,
I'll be home and in bed soon,
my dad is
"what the heck you up to,
go fishing,
my oh my, your grandma's is in a pie"

is really something,
I'm dad and fish are jumping,
mom me a new alarm
to set for morn.
never wanna be for school'
never wanna be the fool,
I'd be in the grammar, slammer,
and I get a D!
Now my are doing dances,
HIP HOORAY for chances!
I'm not late and life is great, it's to celebrate, WHOA!