Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Rain on My Parade

Don't tell me not to live, sit and putter.
Life's candy and the a ball of butter.
Don't bring a cloud to rain on my parade.
Don't me not to fly, I've simply got to.
If someone takes a spill, me and not you.
Who told you you're allowed to on my parade.

I'll march my out! I'll beat my drum!
And if I'm fanned out, turn at bat, sir.
At least I fake it. Hat, sir.
I guess I fake it
sir at least I dindn't make it.

But whether I'm the rose of perfection,
Or a freckle on the nose of complexion,
The Cinderella or the apple of its eye.
I gotta fly once, I try once.
I can die once. Right, sir?
Ooh, life is juicy. and you see
I gotta my bite, sir.

Get ready for me, love, I'm a comer.
I gotta march, my heart's a drummer.
Don't bring around a cloud to on my parade.

I'm gonna and live now!
Get what I want, I how!
One for the whole she'll bang!
One throw, bell will go clang!
Eye on the and wham!
One shot, one gun and bam!

Hey, everybody, I am!
I'll march my out! I'll beat my drum!
And if I'm fanned out, you at bat, sir.
I I didn't make it. Hat, sir.
At least I fake it.
Get ready for me, Love, I'm a comer.
I gotta march, my heart's a drummer.
Nobody, no, is gonna rain on my parade!