Luyện nghe bài hát Mood Mambo

Somewhere up town late last
Around 9 o'clock was a black snake
Crawling up the Latin American
his slicked black cockroachair

He was lightning
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 pulled out a gun and said
"It's a little too late for sort of thing
If you think that the white-black snake
Don't go messing me, I'm not in the mood"

Somebody else
I said "Don't be rude, just say bongo man"
Yah, there, done that
Given tit-for-tat I'm for me
You're for you, let's keep it that way, okay

Meanwhile, later on underneath the
Some slipped on his black beret
Over his skin, tight rubbersuit, black
for a place to go an' dive
Heading for the nearest diver's

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

Meanwhile, we can watch the
Dancing from the Midlands
International Danceband
Lifting up their frilly chiffon

They whirled and twirled
In the late night
To the of the muscle
Of the man Inanin

picking up the beat on the bongo skin
He was lookin' for underneath that din
He was for me
He was for you

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

Shh, let me into one of the secrets of this
Y'see the late night knives
Glitter the window, careful where you go boy
Those knives are flack
Flagging the dark, man

gonna cut your skin
I talked to Fr.Murphy and he swore he wouldn't
But some of those are gonna go to hell
See they're in the mood to
Crazy

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