Luyện nghe bài hát My Name Joe

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

Joe's of the kitchen
But on the outside he
Low man on the
Wearing giveaway

Joe he fights the good
He wears a uniform
The are all artists
Out chasing

Joe works hours
ten he starts to booze
He gets very
He sings the blues
Oh, he the buddah blues

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

On the by the time clock
Joe's beaming a photograph
Someone drew his face
The waiters began to

Joe up a hatchet
And he the wall
And when he got
Time wasn't punching anymore

The ran for cover
The maitre'd to lisp
The in the corner
Said his was not crisp

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

My Joe, my name Joe
There is a king in
And he the jazz drum
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
Easy questions easy
Just me to the kitchen crew

He asked Leroy from
He asked from Mexico
He asked the white from Tennessee
They all said my Joe
My Joe, my name Joe

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

On the Joe tries to listen
To the of a whale
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 plays the drum
He has a and healthy son
Oh, no I'm not the one, my Joe

My Joe
My Joe