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
who's bust was so big it would often her.
Bug-eyed he watched her into the pit,
done in by the weight of those tits.

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

For Otto had found his quest:
to and mold the female breast;
to point the small ones to the
to keep the big ones and dry!

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

Well, he stitched and he
and he and he stitched
until one night, in the wee hours of morning,
Otto arose 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 diva did not want to try the darn on.
But, after initial mishaps,
she did.
And the sigh of that issued forth
from her
was so that it was mistaken by some
to be the early of the Seraken Winds
which would often roll 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 worst
of the french thieves,
DeBrassiere.
And Phil was watching the
with a great of interest!

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

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

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