Luyện nghe bài hát Tweedle Dee And Tweedle Dum

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

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

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

Neither one gonna and run
They're a voyage to the sun
"His Master's is calling me"
Says Tweedle-Dee Dum to Dee

Dee and Tweedle-Dee Dum
All that and more and some
They walk the stately trees
They know the of the breeze

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

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

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

Well, living in a happy harmony
Tweedle-Dee Dum and Dee
They're one day and a dollar short
They've got a parade and a police escort

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

Well, a dream is a deathless need
And a noble truth is a creed
My baby, she's lookin' around
wearin' a multi-thousand dollar gown

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