Luyện nghe bài hát Tweedle Dee And Tweedle Dum

Tweedle-Dee Dum and Dee
They're knives into the tree
Two big bags of dead bones
Got their noses to the

in the Land of Nod
Trustin' their to the hands of God
They by so silently
Tweedle-Dee Dum and Dee

Well, they're going to the country, gonna retire
taking a streetcar named desire
Looking in the window at the pie
Lot of things they'd like they never buy

one gonna turn and run
They're making a to the sun
"His voice is calling me"
Says Dum to Tweedle-Dee Dee

Tweedle-Dee Dee and Dum
All that and more and some
They walk among the stately
They know the secrets of the

Tweedle-Dee Dum said to Dee
"Your is obnoxious to me"
They're like babies sittin' on a knee
Tweedle-Dee Dum and Dee

Well, the rain beating down on my
I got love for you and all in vain
in the pot, they're beginning to boil
They're dripping with garlic and oil

Tweedle-Dee Dee, he's on his and his knees
Saying, "Throw me somethin', Mister, please"
"What's good for you is for me"
Says Dum to Tweedle-Dee Dee

Well, they're in a happy harmony
Dum and Tweedle-Dee Dee
They're one day older and a short
They've got a parade permit and a police

lying low and they're makin' hay
They seem to go all the way
They run a brick and company
Tweedle-Dee Dum and Dee

Well, a childish dream is a need
And a truth is a sacred creed
My pretty baby, lookin' around
She's a multi-thousand dollar gown

Dee is a lowdown, sorry old man
Tweedle-Dee Dum, he'll stab you you stand
"I've had too of your company,"
Said, Tweedle-dee dumb to Dee