Luyện nghe bài hát Two Little Hitlers

Why are we to be so old?
I'm up late the floor
I won't be
You have reservations
I'm bought and

face the music
I'll face the
Even when we walk in polka dots and slacks

Bowing and
Running tidbits
Bobbing and
Just a nitwit

Two Hitlers will fight it out until
One Hitler does the other one's will
I return
I not burn
in the basement

I my head examined
I my eyes excited
I'd like to join the
But I was not
You make a of me
I'll be

I wouldn't cry for lost souls, you might
Dirty words for dirty
in a toilet town

Dial me a
She's a smooth
all so calculated
She's got a
She's my touch typewriter
And I'm the great

Two little will fight it out until
One little Hitler does the other will
I will
I will not

A game of self-respect
You a switch and the world goes off
Nobody as you expect
I would have thought you have had enough by now

You call selective
For effective mating
I I'd let you down, dear
But you were just

I right from the start
We'd end up
of the merchandise
Plastered on the
We can look so long as we don't to talk at all

You say you'll know him
an unnatural man
He doesn't want pleasure
He as no one can
He wants to know the of
All he's better than

Two little Hitlers will fight it out
One Hitler does the other one's will
I will
I not burn
I return
I will not
I will
I will not