Luyện nghe bài hát Parade

white man in white pants was
inside out and his ass
a little black girl on rollerblades
found his and picked it up
and gave it back and "hey pops,
down we're having a parade!"

everybody in this
is brown, it's summertime
c'mon down we're having a
don't answer phone, let it sing
and the orchestra of rings
that will be our soundtrack for

a million people realize there's things to do
than wasting their whole lives being to you
like throwing off their clothes and marching the avenue
"i'm in new york city, don't i look so pretty? hey!"

mike and jesse jackson
sit in square relaxin'
reach a start another game
jessica, tawana,
and the jane fonda
mr. softies in the shade

a big fat in a thong
and a college with nothing on
share a over a lemonade
seven foot trannies tricks
with business men on sticks
everyone's invited, hip hooray!

a people realizing that reality
is much real outside their door than it is on TV
a plethora of have taken to the street
singing "i'm in new york city, i look so pretty? hey!"

summertime in new york city
and the people aren't just old pretty
they're hot as hell, i think i'm gonna
the junkies and the hari krishnas
and the guy who paints solar systems
on the backs of plastic plates

it's so hot you fry an egg
on the of the pit-bull humping my leg
i like it, what more can i say?
here comes hot dog in her wig
she's times a lady, sweating like a pig
the sun is shining okay

a people realize a smile on someone's face
is even contagious than west nile or sars or aids
and what makes people smile than a big parade
the streets of new york city
where so pretty
life used to be so
but summertime, summertime, summertime, wooooooooo!!!!!!

white man in pants was dancing
out and lost his ass
a little black girl on black
found his and picked it up
and it back and said "hey pops,
c'mon down we're a parade,
c'mon down having a parade,
c'mon we're having a parade,
woohoo! hey!!!"