Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. Jones

Mr. Jones, put a wiggle in stride
Loosen up, I believe be alright
clothes, now he's got ventilated slacks
Bouncing off the walls, Mr. is back

Bulge out and wind your
Tight and got curly hair
Drinking cold beer from metal
and handi-wipes

Mr. is back in town
his lucky day
Hold up your hands and
is on his way

Pitter pat, Mr. Jones is back in
Aces high and now his pants are down
He looks so in those patent leather shoes
Mr. Jones, you look tired, I you'll be alright

Sales men,
rock stars with tambourines
Short skirts and skinny
Selling Bibles and real

It's a big day for Mr.
He is not so
Mr. Jones will around
He's friend

cars and motorbikes
I'm glad, he's on our side
The Jones down at the bar
out, this time they've gone too far

They for Mr. Jones
They put him in
Mr. will help us out
He's a guy

It is Mr. Jones' birthday
For year
In his hotel room favors
It's a