Luyện nghe bài hát Technical Foul

Look you've got to
Its just been me and for sixty-seven years
So she gets nervous around
I wouldn't show that to any one

Or they might try to take you two guys to the laboratory
Listen we got rules in this house, and you better
Them or you'll find yourself of here
This might be harder I thought

If you're coming from street, dirty shoes on your feet
a technical foul
If you switch the to some modern music show
That's a foul
If you don't shut the door after using the
That's a foul, a technical foul

If you touch the thermostat, get hit with a bat
'Cause tha'ts a technical foul, feel my wrath
If your hair clogs the drain, you'll the meaning of pain

Cause a technical foul, Ill show you no mercy
This is such bull shit, hey in this we say bull spit
Or its a technical foul, a foul

Let me get this
You expect me to my entire lifestyle in one night
Because you guys are a couple of psychotic control
You got it bub or you can go rot in the
up to you Yankee Doodle

Well, I don't to do that
But let me run a few by you
So I don't screw up

If I don't spray Lysol, moving a bowel
That's a technical foul,
If I to wash my ass with your monogrammed towel
That's a technical

Please say,
If I fun of your crazy feeties
Or give sugar cookies to Miss
That's not really technical foul, but a homicide

Can I sleep three?
If you do get a T
Take a whizz in those
I'll say hit the
Use this horn as a
Tommy Chong

Make some distance calls
get a kick in the balls
Can I walk around my morning erection?
If you want an ejection
'Cause that's a foul

But I'd like to see it anyway, just

There are certain rules apply in one's life
With your sister, or imaginary wife
I cant believe, I killed myself
carries over me on the court
Here Wigs McGee, and a fury elf

you're Jewish diabetic or especially short
Shes and hes a troll
I see, shes strange in my carry
My imaginary wife is short and
They took my wig, I remember the in their eyes

How did my life get in this shit hole?
Why oh why someone retrieve my wig, wig, wig?
Guess I have to deal with your
But please don't touch me with alien hands

I got no to growl
The whistle she's on the
Without my wig, I like an owl
Oh, my God, laugh at her

Or it's a foul
Or it's a foul
Or a technical foul