Luyện nghe bài hát Fatman

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