Luyện nghe bài hát Grover The Waiter - Big Or Little

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