Luyện nghe bài hát Stuck Inside of Mobile With The Memphis Blues Again

Oh, the draws circles
Up and the block
I'd ask him the matter was
But I know that he talk
And the ladies treat me
And they me with tape
But inside my heart
I know I escape
Oh, Mama, can really be the end
To be stuck inside of the
Memphis blues

Well, Shakespeare, in the alley
With his shoes and his bells
Speaking to French girl
Who says she me well
And I send a message
To find out if she's
But the post office has stolen
And the is locked
Oh, Mama, can really be the end
To be stuck of Mobile
the Memphis blues again

Mona tried to me
To stay away the train line
She said all the railroad men
Just drink up your blood wine
An' I said, "Oh, I know that
But again, there's only one I've met
An' he smoked my eyelids
An' my cigarette"
Oh, Mama, can really be the end
To be stuck of Mobile
With the Memphis blues

Grandpa last week
And now he's in the rocks
But everybody still talks how
they were shocked
But me, I it to happen
I he'd lost control
When I speed built a fire on Main
And it full of holes
Oh, Mama, can this be the end
To be stuck of Mobile
With the Memphis again

Now the senator came down
ev'ryone his gun
Handing out tickets
To the of his son
An' me, I got busted
An' it be my luck
To get caught without a
And be discovered a truck
Oh, Mama, is this be the end
To be stuck inside of
With the Memphis blues

Now the tea looked so baffled
I asked him why he dressed
With pounds of headlines
to his chest
But he me when I proved it to him
Then I and said, "Not even you can hide
You see, just like me
I hope satisfied"
Oh, Mama, can this be the end
To be stuck inside of
With the Memphis again

Now the rainman gave me two
Then he said, "Jump in"
The one was medicine
The other was railroad gin
An' like a I mixed them
An' it strangled up my
An' now people get uglier
An' I have no of time
Oh, Mama, can this be the end
To be stuck inside of
With the Memphis again

And when says come see her
In her lagoon
Where I can watch her for free
her Panamanian moon
An' I say, "Aw on now
You you knew about my debutante"
An' she says, "Your debutante just what you need
But I know you want"
Oh, Mama, can this be the end
To be stuck of Mobile
With the Memphis blues

Now the lay on Grand Street
Where the madmen climb
They all there so perfectly
It all seems so timed
An' I sit so patiently
to find out what price
You to pay to get out of
Going through all these twice
Oh, Mama, can really be the end
To be stuck inside of
With the Memphis again