Luyện nghe bài hát 3 Little Birdies Downbeats

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Grover The - Big Or Little
Guy: Waiter!
Grover: a moment, Sir! (runs off stage)
Guy: Waiter!
Grover (running across stage): Just a second! (he over to The Blue Guy) Yes, Sir! Grover, your waiter, at your service, Sir!
Blue Guy: Yes, well, I'd a hamburger.
Grover: Well, Sir, we have two hamburgers; a big one and a little one. (whispering) May I suggest you try the one.
Guy: All right, let's see it.
Grover: (goes through the door in back, and yells to the staff) Singe the itty bitty, Charlie!
Guy: (mumbling) I always get this ding-a-ling every time I come in here.
(After a seconds, Grover comes out)
Grover: All right, Sir, the hamburger.
(Holds out the plate. On it is a small sandwich, not enough to make a mouthful.)
Blue Guy: Wow, sure is little.
Grover: Isn't it
Blue Guy: That's enough to feed a flea!
Grover: I know. We have never fed a flea here before! (Laughs, and looks at Blue Guy, who's looking at him.) That's a waiter joke.
Blue Well, don't wait for the laughs. (Thinks) Uh, yeah, take this back and bring me the big hamburger.
Grover: Oh, no, no, maybe you want, oh say, or four little ones, cause we've had a lot of problems with our big one.
Blue Guy: Look, your problem's no concern of mine; take back little hamburger.
Grover: Here, let me sit down and talk to you. (sits on Blue Guy's chair next to him) First thing, we ...
Guy: (Cutting off Grover) WILL YOU BRING ME THE BIG HAMBURGER!
(Grover screams, frightened)
Yes, Sir!
Blue I haven't got all day!
All right, I warned you, I warned you. (goes through door, and yells) All right, Charlie, brrroil the biggie!
Blue Guy: (angrily) Boy, the nerve of that guy, trying to me what I want!
(viewer hears a rumbling sound in background here, grows progressively louder)
Blue Guy: I know what I want, (hears the sound, to slow down) I want . the . big ... ham ... bur . ger ...
(He looks back and then toward the cameras with a look)
(Grover crashes through the door with this enormous hamburger, which dwarfs him and the table. He strains under the and places the hamburger on the table. Blue Guy's scared out of his mind, comes out from under the table, and starts to take off.)
Uh, Sir, on the catsup, do you want the big bottle or the little bottle? Hm?
(Ending of two notes plays, Blue Guy starts to walk off again.)
WHOAAA!
(Tips over holding hamburger. Blue Guy looks back, there's a deafening as Grover falls, then Blue Guy runs off.)