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
There's a in the corner
Who'd really love to for you
Feel to sing along
Well I hear she sings a song, I do
But Roosevelt I might be
And time he thinks of her
Something kind of wonderful right into mind
It ain't over it's over
It ain't over till she her song
But I might be wrong

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

And the fat lady sings the grace of an angel
As Roosevelt his plan
As her becomes music, the music the waltz
Which was before it began
But it was already
But it was already

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

We can try and make out of you
in a minute or two
Cause my heart's getting tired and my toes getting
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 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 we're all old (tell me the story)

And the fat sings with the grace of an angel
Roosevelt devises his
As her voice becomes music, the the waltz
Which was over before it