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,
just for me, Mr. C., for me,
and everybody else disappear . . .

Thank heaven for girls
for girls get bigger every day!

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

Those little eyes so helpless and
one day will flash and send you thru the ceilin'

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

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

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

You're like a plaintive
never lets me free
I'm content, the angels must sent you
and they you just for me!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

by Frederick Loewe
with lyrics by Jay Lerner
Music by Herb Brown
with lyrics by Freed , 1929
Music by Richard
with by Oscar Hammerstein II, 1947