Luyện nghe bài hát Big Noise From Winnetka

This is the of a young girl
Who was the hippest in town.
They call her Big from Winettka.
Miss Birdie's to get around.
Big flew in from Winnetka,
Stole each heart and then
Big flew in from Winnetka,
Big Noise right out again.
Stop! Look! Listen! Here the Big Noise!
Stop! Look! Listen! comes the Big Noise!

I am the one call the Big Noise.
I'm fine and feeling sharp.
I just flew in Winnetka, don't you know?
I'm gonna this joint apart!

I got my high heels! I don't no wheels!
My is an art!
You know the is jumpin',
My is pumpin',
And is just the start!
Whoa! I was a big noise Winnetka,
I'll be a big in your heart!
Whooooa!

Tempting she's walkin',
Tempting when talkin'!
to her squakin'!
There she goes again,
Up and down again,
In and out, ooooh, bop!

"Hi! Welcome to another foul evening the Divine Miss M!
"After a summer dies the swan,"
But not when their stuck in a as big as this one!
Watch us as we scratch and claw out
Upon the stage in yet another attempt
To turn chicken shit in to salad.
Make no mistake it, eggs will be laid tonight!
Ain't that right Oh, my girls.
My three schochkies on the breakfront of life.
I'll never forget the first time I these girls,
Selling their papayas on Street. So flushed, so filthy.
The astonishing abuse they heaped upon me made me certain
We were destined to the stage someday.
Not only are my fine singers and dancers,
Not are they gorgeous and talented,
But they also I'm god!
Ain't that right,
They function as a chorus.
These don't know shit about Euripides,
But they know plenty Trojans.
and gentlemen, a rousing hand for the semi-classical
Harlettes! Laides!
Alright girls, 'em your siren song, go ahead.
Turn them men pigs. Not the band, you idiots.
Those, that bunch over there in the front row.
Not much of a challenge,
group is already well on its way to oink oink land.
Oops, so sorry. Once again behaving in a manner I had to aschew.
you. Once again falling into the vat of vulgarity.
Oh tut tut. I did so want to leave my sordid behind and emerge
Form this project beathed in a new and light.
I wanted to out and be the sweet, pure, honest,
Unadorned person that I really am.
I to show you the good beneath the gaudy,
The saint beneath all paint, the sweet, pure,
Winsome soul that lurks beneath this lurid exterior.
But fortunately, just as I was about to rush down the
To and righteousness,
A wee small voice out to me in the night
And me of the motto by which I've always tried to live my life:
'EM IF THEY CAN'T TAKE A JOKE!"

[From the "Hi! "After many a summer dies the swan,"
But not she's stuck in a turkey the size of this one!
Make no mistake it folks, eggs will be laid tonight!
that right girls? Oh, my girls.
My three schochkies on the breakfront of life.
I'll never forget the first I found these girls,
Peddling papayas on 42nd Street.
Not only are my girls singers and dancers,
Not only are they and talented,
But they also I'm god!"

I am the one call the bi-I-I-I-g noise!
I am a work of art!
I just flew in Winnetka, daddy-o!
I'm gonna blow joint apart!

has a bit of big noise in his heart.
Everyone a little sin.
Well, I'm gonna be the girl in the line
the festivities begin!

I was a scandle, too hot to handle!
They said, "You'd depart!"
Oh! Exit Big from Winnetka.

Enter! Enter!
Big in his heart!