Luyện nghe bài hát Mack The Knife

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

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

On the sidewalk, one Sunday
Lies a body oozin'
sneaking 'round the corner
Could that someone, perhaps, perchance, be Mack The

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

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

Ah, old Satchmo, Armstrong, Bobby Darin
did this song nice, Lady Ella too
They all sang it so much feeling
That Old Blue Eyes, he gonna add nothing new

But with Quincy's big band right me
Swinging hard, Jack, I know I lose
When I tell you all about Mack The Knife,
It's an you can never refuse

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

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

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