Jazz Chants - The bread was stale | Текст песни

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The bread was stale, it_was four days old.
The milk was sour. [сауэр ]
The coffee was cold.
The butter was rancid.
The steak was tough.
The service was dreadful.
The waiter was rough.
My bill was huge.
His tip was small.
I'm sorry I went_ to that place at_all. эрол