Luyện nghe bài hát Otto Titsling

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

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

Oh, my god! she blows!
Aerodynamically this was a mess.
Otto eye-balled the diva lying comatose 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 the small ones to the sky;
to keep the big ones and dry!

Every night he'd and snort
searching for the 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 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 diva did not to try the darn thing on.
But, after initial mishaps,
she did.
And the sigh of that 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 of his greatest triumph,
lurking under the bed
was none other than the very
of the patent thieves,
DeBrassiere.
And Phil was watching the
with a deal of interest!

that night, while Broom Hilda slept,
into the wardrobe Phillip crept.
He fumbled through knickers and galore,
he found Otto's titsling and he ran out the door.

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

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