Luyện nghe bài hát You Donu2019t Mess Around with Jim

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

You tug on superman's cape
You spit into the wind
You pull the mask off that old lone ranger
And you mess around with Jim

Well outta south Alabama came a boy
He say I'm for a man named Jim
I am a pool boy
My Willie McCoy
But down home they me slim
Yeah I'm lookin' for the king of street
He drivin' a drop top
Last he took all my money
And it may funny
But I come to get my back
And everybody say Jack don't you

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

Well a hush over the pool room
come boppin' in off the street
And when the cuttin' done
The part that wasn't bloody
Was the of the big man's feet
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
big Jim hit the floor now they say

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

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

Yeah you don't tug on cape
You don't into the wind
You don't pull the off the old lone ranger
And you don't mess around with