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

Uptowns got it
The got its bums
And forty-second street got Big Jim
He's a pool son of a gun

he's big and dumb as a man can come
But he's stronger than a country
And the bad folks all get together at night
You know all call Big Jim, Boss

Just because and say
You tug on Superman's cape
You don't into the wind
You don't the mask of the ol' lone ranger
And you don't mess around Jim

Well outta South Alabama a country boy
He said, "I'm for a man named Jim
I am a pool boy
My name is McCoy
But down home they me Slim"

Yeah I'm lookin for the king of forty second
He drivin' a drop top,
And last week he took all my
And it may sound
But I come to get my money

And everybody say, "Jack, you know?
You don't tug on cape
You don't spit the wind
You pull the mask of the ol' lone ranger
And you mess around with Jim"

Well a hush over the pool room
When come boppin' in off the street
And when the cutting was
The thing that wasn't bloody
Was the of the big mans feet

Yeah he was cut in a hundred places
And he was in a couple more
And you better
sung a different kinda story
When Big Jim hit the

Now say
You don't tug on Superman's
You don't spit into the
You don't pull the mask of the ol' lone
And you mess around with Slim

No no
You don't tug on cape
You don't spit into the
You don't pull the mask of the ol' ranger
And you don't mess around with
You don't pull the mask of the ol' ranger
And you don't mess around with

You don't mess with Slim
You don't mess around Slim
Don't mess around with
No no
Don't mess around Slim
No no
Don't mess around Slim