Luyện nghe bài hát Fried Eggs

I was down 42nd street one day,
I wasn't workin'42nd
I was 42nd street.
And this thing happened to me.
It was July it was 89 degrees.
It was hot, hot for New
You and I was walking east and this
humungous person was west.
And she had this big blue house on peppered
all over with white daisies.
She was bald but sitting on top of her head,
forehead you know on her forehead was fried egg.
Which I thought was unusual.
Because in New York City the ladies the
fried eggs on their heads don't generally
out until or October you know.
Here was this lady this demented lady a little
fried egg on her head in the of July.
God what a sight and ever, ever since I saw
lady not one day goes by I don't think of
her and I say to
"Oh God, don't let me wake up
and to put a fried egg on my head. Oh God."
Then I say fast I say
"Oh God, If by chance I should wind up a fried
egg on my head"; sometimes you can't help those
you know, you can't.
I say to
"Don't let notice."
And then I say fast after that
"if they do notice I'm carrying something
that, that's not right and they want to talk
about it, let 'em about it but don't let 'em
so I can hear I don't want to hear it."
Cause the truth fried eggs, you can call it a fried
egg, you can it anything you like, but everybody
gets one, people wear 'em on the outside, some
people they 'em on the inside.