Luyện nghe bài hát The Cat Is Dead

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

Oh Grandpa he were rich,
and just complains (the bitch)
And Uncle Fred gets drunk Mike just cries all night and day
The cat thinks that he the place
He bites and scratches on the
It'd be so nice if they just went away,
Ooh daddle, daddle daddle daddle daddle day

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The cat is dead, the cat is
I went to pat him on the
He didn't purr, he didn't meow he blink or snip.
He seemed to have a funny smile that made me
But all the while, the that used o flip and flap
Got awful and stiff.
We him into tiny bits,
And seasoned him apple bits
and with some dust, we a crust and put him in a pie.
Into the he did sit, until the crust was nice and crisp
I'll love that kitty till 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 too, and Uncle Fred
Expiring oh so suddenly sipping down some tea.
The tea was hot, the tea was hot
With stricknine and a little to
up the funny taste of our conspiracy.
When saw what we had done,
He went for his hunting gun
But we were quick we sole the
The rest is
To make sure Grandma wouldn't
We her a lobotomy
And now's she's just as as can be
Dee dee, dee deedle deedle deedle deedle deedle dee

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