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 fate to the of God
They by so silently
Dum and Tweedle-Dee Dee

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

one gonna turn and run
They're a voyage to the sun
"His Master's voice is me"
Tweedle-Dee Dum to Tweedle-Dee Dee

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

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

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

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

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

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

Well, a dream is a deathless need
And a noble is a sacred creed
My pretty baby, lookin' around
She's wearin' a dollar gown

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