Luyện nghe bài hát The King of Broadway

I used to be the king, the king of old
The best of everything was to have each day
I had the biggest hits
The bathrooms at the Ritz
My had the biggest tits
I never was the in any way

Workman, bum, bag
We believe you, wouldn't
We believe you, word
We you, thousands couldn't
We believe word we've heard

I used to be the king, the of old Broadway
My they would sing a Ziegfeld so they'd say

My were always filled with class
The best champagnes would my glass
My lap was with gorgeous ass
You couldn't me crass in any way

Workman, bum, bag lady,
Usherettes, nuns, street
We you, thousands wouldn't
We you, every word
We believe you, couldn't
We each word we've heard

There was a when I was young and gay
But straight there was a when I was bold
was a time when each and every play
I touched would to gold

was a time
He the finest clothes
His shoes always new
Now I wear a tux
That's two overdue

Poor Bialy, a shmoozer
Poor Bialy, what a
Poor Bialy, what a
Poor Bialy, goodbye

Such reviews! How dare they insult me in this
How they forget I am max Bialystock
The first ever to do summer stock in the winter

he was the king
You've of theater in the round?
looking at the man who invented theater in the square
Nobody had a good seat king of old
I've spent my entire life in the
I was a protege of the great Tomaschevski

Yes, he taught me I know
I'll never forget, he to me on his deathbed and said
"Maxella, alle menschen zu machen, jeden tug a gentzen kachen"
What does mean?
Who knows? I speak Yiddish, strangely enough, neither did he
But in my heart I knew what he was
He was saying, when down and out
And everybody thinks you're
the time to stand up on your two feet and shout
"Who do you to fuck to get a break in this town!

I used to be the
The of old Broadway
I will be king
And be on top to

to be the king
King of old
On top to stay, hey

There'll be gala nights again
You'll see my name in lights
I'll go from to brights again
My spirits as kites again
I'll suffer slights again
I'll taste those sweet delights

No plethora of plights
No blossoming of again
No frantic fits or again

Fame is in my again
I'll those fancy flights again
I'm gonna the heights again

will never drop
Bialystock will never
Bialystock be on top again

is in his sights again
He'll take those fancy flights
He's gonna scale the heights
be on top again, hey