Luyện nghe bài hát Otto Titsling

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

One at the opera he saw an aida
bust was so big it would often impede her.
Bug-eyed he watched her fall the pit,
done in by the of those terrible tits.

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

For Otto Titsling had found his
to lift and the female breast;
to point the small to the sky;
to keep the big ones and dry!

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

Well, he stitched and he
and he and he stitched
finally one night, in the wee hours of morning,
Otto arose his workbench triumphant.
Yes! He had invented the first
over-the-shoulder-boulder-holder. Hooray!

Exhausted but Otto ran
out to the
the prototype in his hot little hand.
Now, the diva did not want to try the darn on.
But, after initial mishaps,
she did.
And the sigh of relief issued forth
from her
was so loud it was mistaken by some
to be the early onset of the Seraken
which often roll through the Schwarzwald
a vengence!
Ahhhhh-i!

But little did know,
at the moment of his triumph,
under the diva's bed
was none other than the very
of the french thieves,
DeBrassiere.
And Phil was watching the
a great deal of interest!

Later night, while Broom Hilda slept,
into the Phillip softly crept.
He fumbled through and corsets galore,
'til he found Otto's and he ran out the door.

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

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