Luyện nghe bài hát Grover The Waiter - Big Or Little

Blue Waiter!
Just a moment, Sir! (runs off stage)
Blue Waiter!
Grover (running stage): Just 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.
Grover: Well, Sir, we have two hamburgers; a big one and a little one. (whispering) May I you try the little one.
Blue Guy: All right, see it.
Grover: (goes the door in back, and yells to the kitchen staff) Singe the itty bitty, Charlie!
Blue Guy: (mumbling) I get this ding-a-ling every time I come in here.
(After a couple seconds, Grover out)
All right, Sir, the little hamburger.
(Holds out the plate. On it is a small sandwich, not even enough to a mouthful.)
Guy: Wow, that sure is little.
Grover: it sweet?
Blue That's hardly enough to feed a flea!
Grover: I wouldn't know. We have never fed a flea here before! (Laughs, and looks at Blue Guy, looking at him.) That's a waiter joke.
Guy: Well, don't wait for the laughs. (Thinks) Uh, yeah, take this back and bring me the big hamburger.
Grover: Oh, no, no, maybe you want, oh say, three or four little ones, cause we've had a lot of with our big one.
Guy: Look, your problem's no concern of mine; take back this little hamburger.
Grover: Here, let me sit down and talk to you. (sits on Blue 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 warned you, I you. (goes through door, and yells) All right, Charlie, brrroil the biggie!
Blue (angrily) Boy, the nerve of that guy, trying to tell me what I want!
(viewer hears a sound in background starting here, grows progressively louder)
Blue Guy: I what I want, (hears the sound, starts to slow down) I want .. the .. big ... ham ... bur .. ger ...
(He looks back and then 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 Guy's scared out of his mind, comes out 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 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.)