Luyện nghe bài hát Too Many Parties Too Many Pals

Too many parties and too many
Will break your someday
Too many and sociable sals
May your sweetheart away

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

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

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

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

While beguiled with lipstick
to saxophones
We up the underworld
To the ones we loved so

So me gentlemen is it right
To her to a cell?
If she drinks while you her
And if she you showed her how

So gentlemen do you think right
To her now
And when you're in that room
remember there and then

That for every woman
There's a fallen men
And before you render a
On this girl has done

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

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