Luyện nghe bài hát Mack The Knife

Oh, the has pretty teeth, dear
And he 'em, pearly white
Just a jack has Macheath, dear
And he keeps it, it way out of sight

When that bites with his teeth, dear
Scarlet billows, they to spread
white gloves though has Macheath, dear
So there's rarely, never one of red

On the sidewalk, one Sunday
Lies a body oozin'
Someone's sneaking 'round the
Could that someone, perhaps, perchance, be The Knife?

From a on the river goin' slow
A cement bag, it is dropping
Yeah, the cement is just for the weight,
You can make a large bet Macheath is back in

My man Louie Miller, he split the scene,
After drawin' out all the from his stash
Now Macheath just like a pimp, babe
Do you suppose our boy, he did something rash?

Ah, old Satchmo, Louis Armstrong, Darin
They did this song nice, Lady too
They all it with so much feeling
That Old Blue Eyes, he ain't gonna add new

But with Quincy's big band right me
Swinging hard, Jack, I I can't lose
When I tell you all about The Knife, babe
an offer you can never refuse

We got George Benson, we got and Foster
We got the Brecker Brothers and bringing up the rear
All these bad cats and more are in the now
They make the sounds you ever gonna hear

Hey Sookie Taudry, Diver, Polly Peachum, Old Miss Lulu Brown
Oh, the line forms on the dear
Now that Macheath, I mean that man
Yeah, he's bad, mercy,

Yeah, he's badder than old Brown
You better your door and call the law
Macheath's, that bum
He's in town