Luyện nghe bài hát Mack The Knife

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

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

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

From a tugboat on the goin' slow
A bag, it is dropping down
Yeah, the cement is for the weight, dear
You can make a large bet is back in town

My man Louie Miller, he the scene, babe
After out all the bread from his stash
Now Macheath spends just like a pimp,
Do you suppose that our boy, he did something

Ah, old Satchmo, Armstrong, Bobby Darin
They did this song nice, Ella too
They all sang it with so feeling
That Old Eyes, he ain't gonna add nothing 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
It's an offer you can never

We got George Benson, we got and Foster
We got the Brecker and Hampton's bringing up the rear
All these bad cats and are in the band now
make the greatest sounds you ever gonna hear

Hey Sookie Taudry, Jenny Diver, Polly Peachum, Old Miss Brown
Oh, the line forms on the right
Now Macheath, I mean that man Macheath
Yeah, bad, mercy, mercy

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