Luyện nghe bài hát Shriner's Convention

Here come down main street
a flailin' and the sirens a wailin', what a roar!
Bands are a and flags are a wavin'
And the and Motorcycle Corps

Clowns are a clownin' to the
And pinchin' every pretty girl who to smile
a glorious mess, everybody wears a fez
The parade stretches out for a

It's a American phenomenon
Where all the members a fine old time
It's the Annual Convention
Of the Grand Royal Order
Of the Nobles of the Ali Baba of the Shrine

Meanwhile, back at the

"Operator, give me 321, please
Hello, Noble
This here is the Potentate
I it's the illustrious Potentate
The illustrious, Coy!"

"Dad blame it! here's Bubba!
Coy, why are'nt you at the
What? Well, how'd you get that big
Up in your room?"

"What? I can't ya' Coy!
Quit it up, boy! Turn it off!
Listen, I want you to know one thing
You have embarrassed us all, the whole delegation! "

"Now see you at the banquet tonight, son
And you be there Coy, you me?
Black tie! Seven o'clock! Be Coy!
And Coy, don't answer the phone, udden!"

Well, it was all arranged by the Auxiliary
In the Convention hall
Cold beef, string beans, mashed potatoes
And nine speeches in all

And all the tables looked fine with their Mogen wine
And Chrysanthemums on side
And the Hahira leaders in their tuxedos
Made the local swell with pride

It's a American phenomenon
all the members have a fine old time
It's the Annual Convention
Of the Mystic Royal Order
Of the Nobles of the Ali Baba Temple of the

Meanwhile, at the motel

"Operator, 321, please? You!
Hello, What are you doin'?
do you mean, who is this?
This is Why wasn't you at the banquet?"

"What do you mean all you had to
Was a Hawaiian flowerdy
Well, you may think you're foolin' some
But I know goin' on"

"Yeah, everybody seen the little
right, everybody!
Why she come through the dinner
Right in the middle of the sherbet"

"Didn't have nothin' on but fez, Coy!
Coy, you the only one who's got a fez a propeller on top!
Yeah, yeah and she was a out the secret code too, Coy
We gonna have to change it now, Coy! Dad, it, Coy!"

"We gonna have to have a meetin', we get back to Hahira
About your at this year convention! Embarrassin'!
Now Coy, you be at the conclave tonight, you hear me?
And Coy, it a secret! Huh!"

Well, it was a secret meeting in the of the night
With sanctimony
In accordance prescribed
of time honored ceremony

Matters of grave
Were weighed dedicated caution
Like whether or not to raise at
Or draw or in the ocean

a typical American phenomenon
Where all the members have a old time
It's the Forty-Third Annual
Of the Grand Mystic Order
Of the of the Ali Baba Temple of the Shrine

Meanwhile, at the motel

"Operator, 320
How, you know?
Oh! Coy! Where have you been?
No, you at the meeting!"

"Well, I found out that at three o'clock this
You was out there, in your fruit of the
In the motel swimmin' pool with a
Of waitresses from the Cocktail Lounge!"

"I just Charlene don't find out about this, Coy!
What? Well, you get that big motorcycle
Up on the high dive, Coy?
Now Coy, Dad blame it, ain't no way to act"

"We supposed to be pillars of the
When we get back to Hahira, you can just turn in your
And your tie tack Coy, hehe, you are out of the shrine!
You be blackballed, Coy! That's right!"

"You may have to pack your and leave town!
do you mean, you might join the Hell's Angels?
Coy! Don't you up on me!
you crank that motorcycle!"

"Who's gigglin' in the background, Coy?
Hello, operator! Yeah, we's cut off! Room 321
Coy! Don't you hang up on the Potentate!
I the illustrious Potentate!
is Bubba! Bubba! Coy! Coy!"