Luyện nghe bài hát My Name Joe

Joe another tantrum
He could not to be
He like baby Samson
His is not good

Joe's of the kitchen
But on the he knows
Low man on the
Wearing clothes

Joe he the good fight
He a white uniform
The are all artists
Out chasing

Joe fourteen hours
After ten he starts to
He very sentimental
He the buddah blues
Oh, he the buddah blues

My Joe, my name Joe
is a king in Thailand
And he the jazz drum
He has a fine and son
Oh, no I'm not the one, my Joe

On the by the time clock
Joe's from a photograph
Someone drew across his
The waiters to laugh

Joe up a hatchet
And he tenderized the
And when he got
Time clock wasn't punching

The waiters ran for
The began to lisp
The in the corner
Said his lettuce was not

called immigration
Said there's you should know
an illegal alien
And I his name is Joe
Oh, I his name is Joe

My Joe, my name Joe
There is a in Thailand
And he plays the jazz
He has a fine and son
Oh, no I'm not the one, my Joe

Came the man from
Said, got a job to do
questions easy answers
Just point me to the crew

He asked Leroy Harlem
He asked Cisco Mexico
He the white trash from Tennessee
They all my name Joe
My Joe, my name Joe

The he sputtered
The kitchen crew roared
And while they were
Joe slipped out the back

On the Joe tries to listen
To the heartbeat of a
How it his own heartbeat
And the distance he has
Oh, the he has sailed

My name Joe, my Joe
is a king in Thailand
And he the jazz drum
He has a fine and son
Oh, no I'm not the one, my Joe

My Joe
My Joe