Luyện nghe bài hát The Cat Is Dead

Deedle Dee, tots are we.
And we're as as can be.
We live Grandma Ida and our dear old Grandpa Ned
And little Mike (the brat)
And don't forget the cat
And in the attic from is big, fat Uncle Fred

Oh wishes he were rich,
and Grandma just (the bitch)
And Uncle Fred drunk while Mike just cries all night and day
The cat that he owns the place
He and scratches on the face
It'd be so if they just went away, away
Ooh daddle, daddle daddle daddle daddle day

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The cat is dead, the cat is
I to pat him on the head
He didn't purr, he meow he didn't blink or snip.
He seemed to have a smile that made me laugh
But all the while, the tail that used o flip and
Got cold and stiff.
We chopped him tiny bits,
And seasoned him with apple
and with some dust, we made a and put him in a pie.
Into the oven he did sit, the crust was nice and crisp
I'll love that little kitty I die.
Dee die, dee di-de-di-de-di-de-di-de-di-de-di-de-di.

The cat is dead, the cat is dead.
And Mikey too, and Fred
oh so suddenly while sipping down some tea.
The tea was hot, the tea was hot
With and a little spice to
up the funny taste of our conspiracy.
When saw what we had done,
He straight for his hunting gun
But we were quick we sole the
The is history
To sure Grandma wouldn't flea
We gave her a
And now's just as happy as can be
Dee dee, dee deedle deedle deedle deedle deedle dee

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