Luyện nghe bài hát Otto Titsling

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

One at the opera he saw an aida
who's bust was so big it often impede her.
Bug-eyed he watched her into the pit,
done in by the weight of terrible tits.

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

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

Every night sweat and snort
searching for the support.
He tried string and paper clips.
Hey! He tried his own two lips!

Well, he and he slaved
and he slaved and he
until 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
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 relief that forth
from her
was so that it was mistaken by some
to be the early onset of the Winds
which would often through the Schwarzwald
a vengence!
Ahhhhh-i!

But did Otto know,
at the of his greatest triumph,
lurking 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 that night, Broom Hilda slept,
into the Phillip softly crept.
He through knickers and corsets galore,
'til he found Otto's and he ran out the door.

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

The result of this is pointedly clear:
Do you buy a or do you buy a brassiere?