Luyện nghe bài hát Jitter Bug

If you'd like to be a bug
First thing you do is get a jug
Put whiskey, and gin within
And shake it all up and begin

Grab a cup and to toss
You are jitter sauce
you worry, you just mug
And you'll be a jitter bug

Hear this fat boy blowing his
been a bug since the day he was born
His favorite jitter is rye
I swear, he'll drink it the day he die

Toot your and ring your bell
Oh, butchie wutchie, time will
you worry, you just mug
You'll always be a bug

four boys playing saxophone
Order jitter by phone
Central, me Harlem 4-9-4
I think these bugs could some more

They sauce from morn to night
And never until they're tight
Don't you worry, they mug
They're poor little jitter

Now, old Father, a wicked old man
Drinks more sauce than the other can
He drinks sauce every morn
That's why jitter sauce was

See him with his trombone
He can't leave that sauce alone
Get along, Father, you mug
You'll be a jitter bug

There's Rip Van with his eyes a
We him after Rip Van Winkle
Rip, he'd sleep for twenty years
If he could get his of beer

Rip his sauce, gets on the stand
he forgets that he's in the band
Don't awaken him, let him mug
always be a jitter bug