Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Rain On My Parade

Don't me not to live,
sit and putter,
Life's and the sun's
A of butter.
Don't bring a cloud
To on my parade.
Don't tell me not to
simply got to.
If someone a spill,
me and not you.
Who told you you're
To on my parade!
I'll my band out,
beat my drum,
And if I'm out,
Your at bat, sir.
At least I didn't it.
Hat, sir, I I didn't make it!
But I'm the rose
Of perfection,
Or on the nose
Of complexion,
The or the shiny apple of its eye,
I fly once,
I try once,
can die once, right, sir?
Ooh, is juicy,
Juicy, and you see
I have my bite, sir!
Get for me, love,
I'm a "comer,"
I simply march,
My a drummer.
Don't bring a cloud
To on my parade!

I'm gonna live and now,
Get what I know how,
One roll for the shebang,
One throw, that bell go clang,
Eye on the target--and
One shot, one gun shot, and
Hey, Mister Arnstein, I am!
I'll my band out,
I will my drum,
And if I'm out,
turn at bat, sir,
At least I didn't it.
Hat, sir, I guess I make it.
Get for me, love,
I'm a "comer,"
I gotta march,
My a drummer.
Nobody, no,
Is gonna on my parade!