Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Mess Around With Jim

Uptown got hustlers
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 they all call big Jim boss, just because
And say

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

Well south 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 for the king of 42nd street
He drivin' a drop top
Last he took all my money
And it may sound
But I to get my money back
And say Jack don't you know

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

Well a hush fell over the room
Jimmy come in off the street
And the cuttin' were done
The part that wasn't bloody
Was the of the big man's feet
Yeah he cut in in bout a hundred places
And he were shot in a couple
And you believe
They sung a kind of story
When big Jim hit the floor now say

You tug on superman's cape
You spit into the wind
You don't pull the mask off old lone ranger
And you mess 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 custom made pool cue

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