Luyện nghe bài hát Two Little Hitlers

Why are we to be so old?
I'm up late the floor
I be told
You your reservations
I'm bought and

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

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

in the basement
I my head examined
I need my excited
I'd like to the party
But I was not
You a member of me
I'll be

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

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

You call selective for some effective mating
I thought I'd let you down dear, but you just deflated
I knew from the start, we'd end up hating
Pictures of the merchandise plastered on the
We can look so long as we don't to talk at all

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