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 that I've been waiting to hear,
for me, Mr. C., just for me,
and everybody else disappear . . .

Thank for little girls
for little get bigger every day!

Thank for little girls
grow up in the most delightful way!

Those little eyes so and appealing
one day will and send you crashin' thru the ceilin'

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

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

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

like a plaintive melody
that never me free
I'm content, the angels must sent you
and they meant you for me!

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

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

I'm content,
the must have sent you
and meant you
for me!

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

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

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

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

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

Music by Loewe
lyrics by Alan Jay Lerner
Music by Nacio Herb
with lyrics by Arthur Freed ,
by Richard Rodgers
with by Oscar Hammerstein II, 1947