Luyện nghe bài hát Bill the Cat

We had a cat
His name was
He caught our budgie on the sill
One day, one Sunday morn
Left only feathers on our lawn
Oh no Bill, you do that
You silly pussy, you cat
So we took him down, our pet
And we his balls with the family vet

Well the very day he packed his bags
all his penthouse and playboy mags
How could we do it to the vet
Go and his balls with the family vet
we get no postcards, no telephone calls
He's out in the somewhere, with no balls
And he's with sweet revenge
So he our parrots and our fairy wrens

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Yes he's and we all regret
That we Left his balls the family vet

How he's highly sought by the choir
For his new found talent to sing higher
Has no more time for female
Only and fairy wrens
No sense of humor, pet
He's still angry, still upset
It still hurts, he forget
That we left his balls with the vet

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