Luyện nghe bài hát There's Nobody Like You

Well, if name's Mucky, you can count yourself lucky
That you're walking 'round on four feet
'Cause I tell you now though I don't how
There's perverse people out there on the street

And it's rare a pig makes it back from a gig
Without coming at your physical
mostly say, "Oh, I didn't know"
And they wind up on bacon farm

I mind dressing in black
If I thought it would get your back

And if your Queek, you're quite unique
And it's you over the top
Mr. Rodgers and I don't know the
Ever since you walked the shop

And if your name's Kent, it's known you're bent
an actual undeniable fact
'Cause a law 'round here they've got cloth
So you never get in the act

But I don't dressing in blue
If I it would make any difference to you

nobody, there's nobody
There's nobody you

There's nobody, nobody
nobody like you

If your Him, then suddenly a whim
But you to be nowhere at all
If your name's Her, then covered in fur
And waiting for Him in the hall

The stuff that you sell and the way you smell
Is to say the way out of place
If I had a choice the fist and the voice
You I'd push you right out of your face

But I don't mind dressing in
If I thought that you'd understand what I

There's nobody, there's
nobody like you