Luyện nghe bài hát Tokyo Joe

My girl Friday, she no
She like a lotus in her hair
Be-bop records and new
Sometimes borrowed but never blue

Oh no, not Joe

Way past midnight, she not
She cut the ice down the Zone
Water-tight dresses, she care
A trifle risque, a no sir!

Oh no, sounds Tokyo Joe

Geisha girl you she adore you
Two oriental implore you
Femme fatal or
She very cunning, fiendish
Geisha suffer many times a fool

moon
When all the world's a
Oh where are

Rose on the radio
Or Diz an' Bird puttin' on the
Tappin' out telexes to
John, doh ray me fah so

Let's go, call for Joe

tall down the Danger Zone
She hokey-cokey till the cows home
Big shot the hip neon cool
Say, when you've been around, left to do?

know? Ask Tokyo Joe

So inscrutable her
"Ask me no and me tell you no lie"
GI boys howlin' out for
purrin', "Je t'adore"

Ah so, that's Joe