Luyện nghe bài hát The Man From Harlem

It was up at Mike's the night,
There was quite a sight,
Gather round, folks, while I you all the lowdown.

Tables were with gaudy frails,
Chewing on their
They were waiting for the man Harlem.

Drinks served six bits a throw,
were moving kind of slow,
Everybody's nerves getting jumpy.

All at once the was still,
Men forgot all their bill,
Who should enter but the man Harlem.

Everybody rolled eyes,
Women heaving sighs,
hollered, "Music, lights and gin,"

Everybody a space,
They had big, smiles on every face,
How they all loved to see the man Harlem.

he started in to step
He filled everyone plenty pep,
He twitched and squirmed; it was a dirty shame.

was in a daze,
Women him with amaze,
Each one said she'd have the man Harlem.

He looked in the corner,
And saw a of frails and they sure did look kinda low.
Another cat walked up, and said to the man Harlem,
"Go there and see what's the matter with them girls."
And they said, "I'm low."
And he said, "I've got what you need:
Come on, sisters, light up on these weeds and get high and forget everything."