Luyện nghe bài hát Fatman

Fatman, fatman, fatman,
On Second Avenue, night is second nature
Black jazz in numbers
Affairs are all long
The girl's best is a fatman
He her pearls and diamonds
Sometimes she looks so blown
She hangs her head the window
brandies to her shadow
Champagne from Paris,
Cigars, the best
The boys don't the way you do things
They might not
I don't want to about it
I don't want to talk it
I don't want to read the details in the paper
St. Day blows away
Leaves a by the window
Looking along the barrel
Fatman, fatman, me the gun
Fatman, you're not anybody
Fatman, fatman, me the gun
Don't be that baby
just no fun
Fatman, fatman, me the gun
Fatman, not fooling anybody
Fatman, fatman, me the gun
Don't be like baby
You're no fun
champagne from Paris, France
Cigars, the Havana
On Second Avenue, affairs are all long
I want to hear about it
I want to talk about it
I don't want to read about the in the paper
St. Valentine's Day blows
the fatman by the window,
looking straight the barrel
Fatman, fatman, fatman,
not fooling anybody
Fatman, fatman, fatman,
not fooling anybody
Fatman, fatman, me the gun
Don't be like baby,
just no fun.
Fatman, fatman, fatman,
You're not fooling
Fatman, fatman, me the gun
Don't be like baby,
You're no fun.