Luyện nghe bài hát Thank Heaven For Little Girls/You Were Meant For Me/A Fellow Needs a Girl

Sing to me, Mr. C., to me
the song that I've been to hear,
for me, Mr. C., just for me,
and everybody else will . . .

heaven for little girls
for girls get bigger every day!

Thank heaven for little
they grow up in the delightful way!

Those eyes so helpless and appealing
one day flash and send you crashin' thru the ceilin'

Thank for little girls
thank heaven for all,
no matter where no who
for without them, what would boys do?

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Thank heaven . . . thank . . .
heaven for little girls!

You meant for me
I was for you!
Nature you, an' when she was done
you were all the things rolled in one!

like a plaintive melody
that lets me free
I'm content, the angels have sent you
and they you just for me!

You . . .
. . .
. . .
for me!

I . . .
was . . .
. . .
for you!

I'm content,
the angels have sent you
and they you
for me!

A fella a girl, to sit by his side
At the end of a day
To sit by his and listen to him talk
And agree the things he'll say!

A fella needs a girl, to in his arms
When the rest of the goes wrong
To in his arms and know that she believes
That her is wise an' strong!

things go right and his job's well done
He wants to share the he's won
If no one shares, no one
Where's the fun of a job well done, or a prize won?

A fella a home, his own kind of home
But to make his come true
A fella needs a girl, his own of girl
My of girl is you!

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A needs a girl, his own kind of girl
My of girl is you!

by Frederick Loewe
with by Alan Jay Lerner
Music by Herb Brown
lyrics by Arthur Freed , 1929
Music by Rodgers
with lyrics by Hammerstein II, 1947