Luyện nghe bài hát Too Many Parties Too Many Pals

Too many and too many pals
Will your heart someday
Too many boyfriends and sociable
May your sweetheart away

Gentlemen of the
The judge's began
The scene was a courtroom
And the judge a old man

prisoner here before you
Is a enemy
A lady of the
And you know the

Her eyes the nightlife
Her cheeks they're red paint
But I her mother, gentlemen
Why her mother was a

Now I that she's not like her
And yet she have been
If it hadn't been for pettin' parties and gin
We took the night off the streets
And brought it in our own

While girls with lipstick
to saxophones
We opened up the
To the we loved so well

So tell me gentlemen is it
To her to a cell?
If she while you taught her
And if she smokes you her how

So do you think it's right
To her now
And when you're in jury room
remember there and then

That for fallen woman
There's a hundred men
And you render a verdict
On what girl has done

Just remember there's a man to
And that man be your son
Now that's my story
My stands

This is my own daughter
And the case is in hands
Those Broadway and prevalent
at too many parties and too many pals