Luyện nghe bài hát Two Little Hitlers

Why are we to be so old?
I'm up pacing the floor
I won't be
You your reservations
I'm and sold

I'll face the music, I'll the facts
Even we walk in polka dots and chequer slacks
Bowing and squatting, after tidbits
and squinting just like a nit wit

Two little will fight it out until
One hitler does the other one's will
I return, I will not burn

Down in the
I need my head
I need my eyes
I'd like to the party
But I was not
You make a of me
be delighted

I cry for lost souls you might drown
Dirty for dirty minds, written in a toilet town
Dial me a valentine, she's a operator
all so calculated, she's got a calculator
She's my soft-touch and I'm the great dictator

A simple game of respect
You flick the switch and the world out
jumps as you expect
I would have you would have had enough by now

You selective dating for some effective mating
I I'd let you down dear, but you were just deflated
I right from the start, we'd end up hating
Pictures of the merchandise on the wall
We can look so long as we don't have to at all

You say never know him
He's not a man
He doesn't want your
He as no one can
He wants to know the names of all those he's better