Luyện nghe bài hát 3 Little Birdies Downbeats

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Grover The - Big Or Little
Blue Waiter!
Grover: a moment, Sir! (runs off stage)
Guy: Waiter!
Grover (running across stage): Just a second! (he runs over to The Blue Guy) Yes, Sir! Grover, your waiter, at service, Sir!
Blue Yes, well, I'd like a hamburger.
Grover: Well, Sir, we have two hamburgers; a big one and a one. (whispering) May I suggest you try the little one.
Blue All right, let's see it.
Grover: (goes through the door in back, and yells to the kitchen staff) the itty bitty, Charlie!
Blue (mumbling) I always get this ding-a-ling every time I come in here.
(After a couple seconds, Grover out)
Grover: All right, Sir, the hamburger.
(Holds out the plate. On it is a small sandwich, not even enough to a mouthful.)
Blue Guy: Wow, that is little.
Grover: Isn't it
Guy: That's hardly enough to feed a flea!
Grover: I wouldn't know. We have never fed a flea here before! (Laughs, and looks at Guy, who's looking at him.) That's a waiter joke.
Blue Guy: Well, 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, three or four ones, cause we've had a lot of problems with our big one.
Blue Look, your problem's no concern of mine; take back this little hamburger.
Grover: Here, let me sit down and talk to you. (sits on Blue Guy's next to him) First thing, we have ...
Blue Guy: (Cutting off Grover) WILL YOU ME THE BIG HAMBURGER!
(Grover screams, frightened)
Yes, Sir!
Blue I haven't got all day!
Grover: All right, I warned you, I warned you. (goes through door, and yells) All right, Charlie, the biggie!
Blue Guy: (angrily) Boy, the nerve of that guy, to tell 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 a surprised look)
(Grover crashes through the door with this enormous hamburger, which dwarfs him and the table. He strains under the weight and places the hamburger on the table. Blue Guy's scared out of his mind, comes out 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 music of two notes plays, Blue Guy to walk off again.)
WHOAAA!
(Tips holding hamburger. Blue Guy looks back, there's a deafening crash as Grover falls, then Blue Guy runs off.)