Luyện nghe bài hát Mood Mambo

Somewhere up town late night
Around 9 o'clock there was a black
up the Latin American stairs
With his slicked cockroachair

He was greasy
He was looking for someone
He said, "I know you, you me, hey, hey, lezzosee
I'm in the to Mambo"

Yeah, crazy man
Someone else pulled out a gun and
"It's a little too late for sort of thing
If you think that you're the white-black
Don't go messing me, I'm not in the mood"

Somebody pulled
I said "Don't be rude, just say crazy man"
Yah, been there, done
Given every I'm for me
You're for you, let's it that way, okay [unverified]

Meanwhile, later on underneath the
Some frogman on his black beret
his skin, tight rubbersuit, black boots
Looking for a to go an' dive
Heading for the nearest skive

Looking for on the cheap rate
Go, gonna make it down with you wan' see?
He said, "Crazy
I'm in the to mambo"

Meanwhile, we can watch the
competitions from the Midlands
International Danceband
Lifting up their frilly skirts

They whirled and they
In the night rustle
To the of the muscle
Of the drum man

He's picking up the beat on the skin
He was lookin' for love that din
He was for me
He was for you

Till I walked up to the woman and I
(With a shoe)
I'm in the mood to
Bongo

Shh, let me one of the secrets of this place
Y'see the night flick knives
Glitter through the window, careful you go boy
Those knives are flick
through the dark, man

They're gonna cut skin
I to Fr.Murphy and he swore he wouldn't tell
But some of boys are gonna go to hell
See they're in the to mambo
bongo

Cha, cha, cha, the fog scream
And the go, "Woo Woo"
I don't mind I'm with you
We go crazy, yes we do
No we don't, crazy