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

Uptown got its
The Bow'ry got its
The 42nd Street got Big Jim
He's a shootin' son of a gun

Yeah, he's big and as a man can come
But he's stronger a country hoss
When the bad folks all get together at
You they all call Big Jim 'Boss' just because

And they say, you tug on Superman's cape
You don't spit the wind
You don't pull the off the old lone ranger
And you don't mess around Jim

Well, out of Alabama came a country boy
Said he was for a man named Jim
"Hey, I'm a pool shootin' boy, my name is McCoy
At home they just me Slim"

"Hey, I'm lookin' for the king of Forty Street
Drivin' a top Cadillac
Last week he took all my money and it may sound
But come to get my money back"

And everybody say "Jack you know
You don't tug on Superman's
You spit into the wind
You pull the mask off the old lone ranger
And you don't mess around Jim"

Well, a fell over the room
Jimmy came boppin' in off the
And the cuttin' was done the only part that wasn't bloody
Was the soles of the big man's

Well, he was cut in 'bout a hundred
And he was shot in a more
And you better believe they a diff'rent kind of story
When Big Jim hit the

Oh oh, yeah, you know
You tug on Superman's cape
You don't into the wind
You don't the mask off the old lone ranger
And you don't mess with Slim

Don't you know, you don't tug on Superman's
You don't spit the wind
You don't pull the off the old lone ranger
And you don't mess around with

Yeah, Big Jim out where it's at
Yeah, he's hustling people, to you
Even if you do got a two-piece custom pool cue