Luyện nghe bài hát Big Noise From Winnetka

This is the story of a girl
Who was the chick in town.
call her Big Noise from Winettka.
Miss sure to get around.
Big flew in from Winnetka,
Stole each fellow's 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 looking and feeling sharp.
I flew in from Winnetka, don't you know?
I'm gonna blow this 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 from Winnetka,
I'll be a big noise in heart!
Whooooa!

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

"Hi! Welcome to another foul with the Divine Miss M!
"After many a dies the swan,"
But not when their stuck in a turkey as big as one!
Watch us as we and claw out hour
Upon the stage in yet another attempt
To chicken shit in to chicken salad.
Make no mistake about it, will be laid tonight!
Ain't that right Oh, my girls.
My three favorite on the breakfront of life.
I'll never the first time I found these girls,
Selling papayas on 42nd Street. So flushed, so filthy.
The astonishing verbal abuse heaped upon me made me certain
We destined to share the stage someday.
Not only are my girls fine and dancers,
Not are they gorgeous and talented,
But they also I'm god!
Ain't right, girls?
They function as a chorus.
These girls don't know shit Euripides,
But they know about Trojans.
Ladies and gentlemen, a rousing hand for the
Harlettes! Laides!
Alright girls, 'em your siren song, go ahead.
them men into pigs. Not the band, you idiots.
Those, that bunch right over there in the row.
Not much of a challenge,
This group is well on its way to oink oink land.
Oops, so sorry. Once again behaving in a manner I had to aschew.
Thank you. Once again falling the vat of vulgarity.
Oh tut tut. I did so to leave my sordid past behind and emerge
Form project beathed in a new and ennobling light.
I to come out and be the sweet, pure, honest,
Unadorned person that I really am.
I wanted to show you the good the gaudy,
The saint beneath all paint, the sweet, pure,
Winsome little soul that lurks beneath lurid exterior.
But fortunately, just as I was to rush down the path
To and righteousness,
A wee small called out to me in the night
And reminded me of the motto by which I've always to live my life:
'EM IF THEY CAN'T TAKE A JOKE!"

[From the soundtrack:] "Hi! "After many a dies the swan,"
But not when stuck in a turkey the size of this one!
Make no mistake about it folks, eggs be laid tonight!
Ain't that right Oh, my girls.
My three favorite on the breakfront of life.
I'll never forget the first time I found girls,
Peddling papayas on 42nd Street.
Not are my girls fine singers and dancers,
Not only are they and talented,
But also think I'm god!"

I am the one they call the noise!
I am a work of art!
I just in from 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 first girl in the
When the begin!

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

Enter! Enter!
Big in his heart!