Luyện nghe bài hát My Name Joe

Joe another tantrum
He not to be understood
He cries like Samson
His English is not

boss of the kitchen
But on the outside he
Low man on the
Wearing giveaway

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

Joe works fourteen
ten he starts to booze
He gets sentimental
He sings the blues
Oh, he sings the buddah

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

On the wall by the clock
beaming from a photograph
Someone drew across his
The waiters to laugh

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

The ran for cover
The maitre'd began to
The drunkard in the
his lettuce was not crisp

Owner called
Said there's someone you know
He's an alien
And I think his is Joe
Oh, I his name is Joe

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

the man from immigration
Said, got a job to do
Easy questions answers
point me to the kitchen crew

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

The maitre'd he
The kitchen crew they
And they were arguing
Joe slipped out the door

On the beach Joe to listen
To the of a whale
How it echoes his own
And the he has sailed
Oh, the he has sailed

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

My Joe
My Joe