Luyện nghe bài hát Otto Titsling

Otto Titsling, and krout,
had nothing to get very up about.
His were failures, his future seemed bleak.
He fled to the opera at twice a week

One night at the he saw an aida
who's bust was so big it would often her.
he watched her fall into the pit,
done in by the weight of those tits.

Oh, my god! she blows!
Aerodynamically this was a mess.
eye-balled the diva lying comatose amongst the reeds,
and he suddenly felt the of inspiration
his soul.
He ran back to his
where he and futzed and futzed.

For Otto Titsling had his quest:
to and mold the female breast;
to point the small to the sky;
to the big ones high and dry!

Every night he'd sweat and
searching for the support.
He some string and paper clips.
Hey! He even his own two lips!

Well, he and he slaved
and he slaved and he
until finally one night, in the wee of morning,
Otto from his workbench triumphant.
Yes! He had invented the worlds
over-the-shoulder-boulder-holder. Hooray!

but ecstatic Otto ran
out to the
bearing the in his hot little hand.
Now, the did not want to try the darn thing on.
But, many initial mishaps,
she did.
And the sigh of that issued forth
her mouth
was so loud that it was by some
to be the early onset of the Seraken
which would roll through the Schwarzwald
a vengence!
Ahhhhh-i!

But little did know,
at the of his greatest triumph,
lurking under the bed
was none other the very worst
of the french thieves,
DeBrassiere.
And Phil was watching the
with a deal of interest!

Later that night, Broom Hilda slept,
into the Phillip softly crept.
He fumbled through knickers and galore,
'til he found titsling and he ran out the door.

Crying, "Oh, my god! What joy! bliss!
I'm gonna make me a from this!
Every woman in the will wanna buy one.
I have all the goods manufactured in Taiwan."

The result of this swindle is pointedly
Do you buy a titsling or do you buy a