Luyện nghe bài hát Grover The Waiter - Big Or Little

Blue Waiter!
Grover: a moment, Sir! (runs off stage)
Guy: Waiter!
Grover (running across stage): a second! (he runs over to The Blue Guy) Yes, Sir! Grover, your waiter, at your service, Sir!
Blue Guy: Yes, well, I'd a hamburger.
Well, Sir, we have two hamburgers; a big one and a little one. (whispering) May I suggest you try the little one.
Blue All right, let's see it.
Grover: (goes through the door in back, and yells to the kitchen staff) the itty bitty, Charlie!
Blue Guy: (mumbling) I always get this ding-a-ling every I come in here.
(After a couple seconds, comes out)
All right, Sir, the little hamburger.
(Holds out the plate. On it is a small sandwich, not enough to make a mouthful.)
Blue Guy: Wow, that is little.
Grover: it sweet?
Blue Guy: That's hardly enough to a flea!
Grover: I wouldn't know. We have never fed a flea here before! (Laughs, and looks at Guy, who's looking at him.) That's a waiter joke.
Blue Guy: Well, don't for the laughs. (Thinks) Uh, yeah, take this back and bring me the big hamburger.
Oh, no, no, maybe you want, oh say, three or four little ones, cause we've had a lot of problems with our big one.
Blue Guy: Look, your problem's no concern of mine; take back little hamburger.
Grover: Here, let me sit down and talk to you. (sits on Blue Guy's chair next to him) thing, we have ...
Blue (Cutting off Grover) WILL YOU BRING ME THE BIG HAMBURGER!
(Grover screams, frightened)
Yes, Sir!
Blue Guy: I got all day!
Grover: All right, I warned you, I warned you. (goes door, and yells) All right, Charlie, brrroil the biggie!
Guy: (angrily) Boy, the nerve of that guy, trying to tell me what I want!
(viewer hears a rumbling sound in background starting here, grows louder)
Guy: I know what I want, (hears the sound, starts to slow down) I want .. the .. big ... ham ... bur .. ger ...
(He looks back and toward the cameras with a surprised look)
(Grover crashes through the door with this enormous hamburger, which dwarfs him and the table. He strains under the weight and places the hamburger on the table. Blue scared out of his mind, comes out from under the table, and starts to take off.)
Grover: Uh, Sir, on the catsup, do you want the big bottle or the bottle? Hm?
(Ending music of two notes plays, Blue Guy starts to off again.)
WHOAAA!
(Tips over holding hamburger. Blue Guy looks back, there's a deafening crash as Grover falls, then Blue Guy off.)