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Luyện nghe bài hát The Waltz of Roosevelt and the Fat Lady

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Roosevelt we've betrayed
Said someone there
I it was me
a little place for you
And here's a little house you can die
There's a lady in the
really love to sing for you
Feel to sing along
Well I she sings a pretty song, I do
But I might be wrong
And every he thinks of her
kind of wonderful comes right into mind
It ain't over it's over
It ain't over she sings her song
But Roosevelt I might be

We can try and make out of you
Maybe in a or two
Cause my heart's getting tired and my toes getting
I we don't ever get old
it funny how we're all getting old
Ain't it funny how we're all old
And the fat lady get old
Ain't it funny how all getting old

And the fat lady sings with the grace of an
As devises his plan
As her voice music, the music the waltz
was over before it began
But it was already
But it was done

Singing Obi Wan we've been
Said someone there I think it was you
Here's a little for you
And here's a house where you can die
there's a lady in the corner
Who'd love to sing for you
free to sing along
Well I she sings a pretty song, I do
Roosevelt I might be
And every he thinks of her
Nothing short of comes right into mind
It ain't over till over
It ain't till she sings her song
But I might be wrong

We can try and make out of you
Maybe in a or two
Cause my heart's getting tired and my getting cold
I hope we don't get old

(tell me the story....tell me, tell...)
it funny how we're all getting old
Ain't it funny how we're all old (tell me the story)
And the fat doesn't get old (tell me the tale)
Ain't it funny how all getting old (tell me the story)

And the fat lady with the grace of an angel
Roosevelt his plan
As her voice music, the music the waltz
Which was over it began