Luyện nghe bài hát Big Noise From Winnetka

This is the of a young girl
Who was the chick in town.
They call her Big from Winettka.
Miss Birdie's to get around.
Big Noise flew in Winnetka,
Stole each heart and then
Big Noise flew in Winnetka,
Big Noise flew out again.
Stop! Look! Listen! comes 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 in from Winnetka, don't you know?
I'm gonna this joint apart!

I got my heels! I don't need 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',
when she's talkin'!
to her squakin'!
There she goes again,
Up and then again,
In and out, ooooh, bop!

"Hi! Welcome to another foul evening with the Miss M!
"After a summer dies the swan,"
But not their stuck in a turkey as big as this one!
Watch us as we scratch and claw out
Upon the stage in yet feeble-minded attempt
To turn chicken shit in to salad.
no mistake about it, eggs will be laid tonight!
Ain't that girls? Oh, my girls.
My three favorite schochkies on the of life.
never forget the first time I found 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 share the someday.
Not only are my fine singers and dancers,
Not only are gorgeous and talented,
But they also I'm god!
that right, girls?
They function as a chorus.
These girls don't shit about Euripides,
But they plenty about Trojans.
Ladies and gentlemen, a hand for the semi-classical
Harlettes! Laides!
girls, sing 'em your siren song, go ahead.
Turn them men pigs. Not the band, you idiots.
Those, that bunch right over in the front row.
Not of a challenge, huh?
This group is already well on its way to oink land.
Oops, so sorry. Once again in a manner I had sworn to aschew.
you. Once again falling into the vat of vulgarity.
Oh tut tut. I did so want to leave my past behind and emerge
Form this project beathed in a new and light.
I wanted to out and be the sweet, pure, honest,
Unadorned that I really really am.
I wanted to show you the beneath the gaudy,
The saint beneath all paint, the sweet, pure,
Winsome little soul that lurks beneath this 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:
F$CK 'EM IF CAN'T TAKE A JOKE!"

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

I am the one they the bi-I-I-I-g noise!
I am a living of art!
I just flew in Winnetka, daddy-o!
I'm gonna this 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! Big Noise from Winnetka.

Enter! Enter!
Big in his heart!