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): Just a second! (he runs 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.
Guy: All right, let's see it.
Grover: (goes through the door in back, and yells to the staff) Singe the itty bitty, Charlie!
Blue Guy: (mumbling) I always get 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.)
Blue Guy: Wow, that is little.
Grover: it sweet?
Blue Guy: That's enough to feed a flea!
Grover: I wouldn't know. We have fed a flea here before! (Laughs, and looks 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, this 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 Guy: Look, your 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 (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 through door, and yells) All right, Charlie, the biggie!
Blue Guy: (angrily) Boy, the nerve of guy, trying 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, starts to slow down) I .. the .. big ... ham ... bur .. ger ...
(He back and then toward the cameras with a surprised look)
(Grover crashes through the door with 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 from under the table, and starts to take off.)
Uh, Sir, on the catsup, do you want the big bottle or the little bottle? Hm?
(Ending of two notes plays, Blue Guy starts to walk off again.)
WHOAAA!
(Tips over holding hamburger. Guy looks back, there's a deafening crash as Grover falls, then Blue Guy runs off.)