Luyện nghe bài hát Moishe the Kid

Not long ago on one fine day in Flushing,
The was May
A day with than normal count of smog
The word went out to inside, from Tel Aviv to Telluride
Cause Moishe the Kid was up his dog

Well hes a quiet man who his mutts
He em so he drives em nuts
Hes caring and hes to a fault
But just watch out you park your car,
You might end up at the bar
And down a lawsuit for assault

Well oy vey and a tiay and you might say his hair is grey but Im telling
you hes got dust in his blood
Well baruch-hu and a yippie Im telling you hes an ornery Jew who knocks
em flat and himself a bud

Well on that day he hit the drive, you saw his eyes just come alive, His jaw
almost hit the floor
Cause he could just by the tread, sides of green, top of red
This stagecoach was the from next door
He sidled over to the guy and let out with a pitied
And punched him til the joik was walking
And as Fido fertilized the flowers, mechanics had to work for
'cause just one punch and his wheels were

oy vey and a yippie tiay and you might say his hair is grey but Im telling
you hes got shtetl dust in his
Well baruch-hu and a yippie tiyou Im telling you hes an ornery Jew Who
em flat and chugs a bud

Well, Moishe the Kid just there
With his neighbor in care
As a seven crossed the moon
He stopped to savor the smog
And whistled out to his dog
And back into his very own saloon
Now if you to try you hand, and be the baddest in the land
Dont say I didnt warn you, I did
And remember, please that day
When the sorry soul got away
For parkin in the path of the Kid

Well oy vey and a tiay and you might say his hair is grey but Im telling
you hes got shtetl dust in his
Well baruch-hu and a tiyou Im telling you hes an ornery Jew Who knocks
em flat and chugs a bud