Luyện nghe bài hát You Don't Mess Around With Jim

Uptown got hustlers
The bowery got it's
42nd street got big Jim
a pool shootin' son of a gun
Yeah, he big and as a man can come
But he stronger than a hoss
And when the bad all get together at night
You know they all big Jim boss, just because
And say

You don't tug on superman's
You don't spit into the
You pull the mask off that old lone ranger
And you don't mess around Jim

Well outta south Alabama came a boy
He say I'm for a man named Jim
I am a pool boy
My name McCoy
But down they call me slim
Yeah I'm for the king of 42nd street
He drivin' a top cadillac
Last he took all my money
And it may sound
But I come to get my back
And say Jack don't you know

And you don't tug on cape
You spit into the wind
You pull the mask off that old lone ranger
And you don't mess with Jim

Well a fell over the pool room
Jimmy come boppin' in off the
And when the cuttin' were
The part that wasn't bloody
Was the soles of the big man's
Yeah he were cut in in a hundred places
And he were in a couple more
And you better
They sung a different kind of
When big Jim hit the floor now say

You don't tug on cape
You spit into the wind
You don't pull the mask off that old lone
And you don't mess with slim

Yeah, big Jim got his hat
out where it's at
And not hustlin' people strange to you
Even if you do got a two custom made pool cue

you don't tug on superman's cape
You don't into the wind
You pull the mask off the old lone ranger
And you don't around with slim