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

Roosevelt been betrayed
Said someone over
I it was me
Here's a place for you
And here's a little house you can die
a lady in the corner
Who'd really love to for you
free to sing along
Well I hear she a pretty song, I do
But Roosevelt I be wrong
And every he thinks of her
Something kind of wonderful comes right into
It over till it's over
It ain't over till she 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 getting cold
I hope we don't get old
Ain't it funny how we're all old
it funny how we're all getting old
And the fat doesn't get old
Ain't it funny how all getting old

And the fat lady sings with the of an angel
As devises his plan
As her becomes music, the music the waltz
Which was over before it
But it was done
But it was already

Obi Wan we've been betrayed
Said over there I think it was you
a little place for you
And here's a little where you can die
there's a lady in the corner
Who'd really to sing for you
Feel to sing along
Well I hear she a pretty song, I do
Roosevelt I might be
And every he thinks of her
Nothing short of wonderful comes right into
It ain't over till over
It ain't over till she her song
But Roosevelt I might be

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

(tell me the story....tell me, tell...)
Ain't it funny how we're all old
it funny how we're all getting 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 devises his
As her voice music, the music the waltz
Which was over it began