Luyện nghe bài hát Master In The House

on you old pest
Fetch a bottle of best
the nectar of the day?

[Thenardier enters a flask of wine.]

Here, try lot
to hit the spot
Or I'm not

Gissa a' rum
Landlord, here!

[To himself] Right away, you
[To Right away, M'sieur

My band of
My den of
My jokes, my always pissed as newts.
My of whores
their lives in my inn
Homing pigeons in
Then fly my doors
And money's as good as yours

greets a new customer.]

Welcome,
Sit yourself
And the best
in town
As for the
All of 'em
their guests
And cooking the
do you see
Honest men me
A gent of good
Who's to be

of the house
Doling out the
Ready a handshake
And an open
Tells a saucy
Makes a stir
Customers appreciate a
Glad to do a friend a
Doesn't cost me to be
But gets you nothing
has got a little price!

Master of the
of the zoo
Ready to 'em
Of a sou or two
the wine
Making up the
Pickin' up knick-knacks
When can't see straight
Everybody loves a
bosom friend
I do pleases Jesus!
Won't I 'em in the end!

& Drinkers:
Master of the
to catch yer eye
Never wants a
To him by
Servant to the
to the great
Comforter, philosopher,
And mate!
Everybody's companion
chaperone

But lock up your
Jesus! Won't I you to the bone!

[To new customer...]

Enter
Lay your load
Unlace your
And rest the road
weighs a ton
Travel's a
But we strive
To lighten purse
the goose is cooked
Here the fat is
And overlooked
Till I'm

Food beyond
beyond belief
Mix it in a
And it's beef
of a horse
of a cat
Filling up the
With and that

are more than welcome
Bridal is occupied
charges
Plus some little on the side!
'em for the lice
Extra for the
Two percent for looking in the twice
Here a slice
a little cut
Three percent for sleeping with the shut
When it comes to fixing
There are a lot of he knows
How it all
All those and pieces
Jesus! It's how it grows!

Thenardier &
Master of the
to catch yer eye
Never wants a
To him by
to the poor
Butler to the
Comforter, philosopher,
And mate!
boon companion
Gives 'em everything got

Dirty of geezers
Jesus! What a little lot!

Mme.
I to dream
That I would a prince
But God Almighty,
Have you what's happened since?
of the house?
Isn't me spit!
`Comforter,
- and shit!
Cunning little
Voltaire
Thinks quite a lover
But not much there
What a trick of nature
me with such a louse
God how I've lasted
Living with this in the house!

Thenardier &
of the house!

Mme.
and a half!

Thenardier &
Comforter,

Mme.
Don't me laugh!

Thenardier &
to the poor
Butler to the

Mme.
Hypocrite and
And inebriate!

& Drinkers:
Everybody the landlord!
bless his spouse!

Everybody a glass!

Mme.
Raise it up the ass!

Everybody a glass to the master of the house!