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

Hey!! Come on now, everyone sit down and up a minute.
Give me a to talk, it's my turn.

Uptown got hustlers
Bowery got bums
42nd Street got Big Jim
He's a son of a gun
Yea, he big and as a man can come
But he than a country hoss
And when the bad folks all get together at
You know they all call big Jim "Boss" ... because ...
And say ...

You don't tug on Superman's
You don't into the wind
You don't pull the off the old Lone Ranger
And you don't mess with Jim

south Alabama came a country boy
Hey say I'm for a man named Jim
I am a boy
My name Willie
But down home folks me Slim
Yea I'm lookin' for the man of 42nd
He drivin' some drop top
And I know it funny, but he took all my money,
now I to get my money back.
And say Jack (JACK)

And say ...

You don't tug on Superman's
You don't spit the wind
You don't pull the mask off the old Ranger
And you don't mess with Jim

Well a hush fell the pool room
Jimmy come in off the street
And when the cuttin' done
The only that wasn't bloody
Was the soles of the big man's
Yea he were cut in a million
And he were in a couple more
And you better
They told a different of story
big Jim hit the floor ... See ya Jim Boy. And they say

You tug on Superman's cape
You don't spit the wind
You don't pull the mask off the old Lone
And you don't mess around with

[Spoken] Now, if I were Big Jim, I Taken all the money,
grabbed the looking girl I seen,
jumped in my car, and got the outta town.
see me NOOO more.

You don't tug on cape
You don't spit into the
You don't pull the off the old Lone Ranger
And you mess around with Slim

You tug on Superman's cape
You don't into the wind
You pull the mask off the old Lone Ranger
And you mess around with Slim