Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Mess Around With Jim

Uptown got it's
The bowery got it's
42nd got big Jim walker
He's a pool son of a gun
Yeah, he big and dumb as a man can
But he stronger a country hoss
And when the bad folks all get at night
You know they all call big Jim boss, just
And say

You don't tug on cape
You spit into the wind
You pull the mask off that old lone ranger
And you don't around with Jim

Well outta Alabama came a country boy
He say I'm lookin' for a man Jim
I am a pool boy
My name McCoy
But down they call me slim
Yeah I'm lookin' for the of 42nd street
He drivin' a drop top
Last week he took all my
And it may funny
But I come to get my money
And everybody say don't you know

And you don't tug on superman's
You don't spit the wind
You don't pull the mask off old lone ranger
And you don't around with Jim

Well a hush fell over the pool
Jimmy come in off the street
And when the cuttin' done
The only that wasn't bloody
Was the soles of the big feet
Yeah he cut in in bout a hundred places
And he shot in a couple more
And you believe
They a different kind of story
When big Jim hit the floor now say

You don't tug on superman's
You spit into the wind
You don't pull the off that old lone ranger
And you don't around with slim

Yeah, big Jim got his hat
Find out where at
And it's not hustlin' strange to you
Even if you do got a two piece made pool cue

Yeah you tug on superman's cape
You don't spit the wind
You don't pull the mask off the old lone
And you mess around with slim