Luyện nghe bài hát Mack The Knife

Oh, the has pretty teeth, dear
And he shows 'em, pearly
Just a jack knife has Macheath,
And he keeps it, keeps it way out of

When shark bites with his teeth, dear
billows, they begin to spread
Fancy white gloves has Macheath, dear
So there's rarely, never one of red

On the sidewalk, one mornin'
a body oozin' life
Someone's sneaking 'round the
Could that someone, perhaps, perchance, be The Knife?

From a on the river goin' slow
A cement bag, it is down
Yeah, the cement is for the weight, dear
You can make a large bet Macheath is back in

My man Louie Miller, he the scene, babe
drawin' out all the bread from his stash
Now spends just like a pimp, babe
Do you that our boy, he did something rash?

Ah, old Satchmo, Louis Armstrong, Bobby
They did this nice, Lady Ella too
all sang it with so much feeling
That Old Blue Eyes, he gonna add nothing new

But with Quincy's big band right me
Swinging hard, Jack, I know I can't
I tell you all about Mack The Knife, babe
It's an offer you can never

We got George Benson, we got Newman and
We got the Brecker and Hampton's bringing up the rear
All these bad and more are in the band now
They make the greatest sounds you ever gonna

Hey Sookie Taudry, Jenny Diver, Polly Peachum, Old Miss Lulu
Oh, the line on the right dear
Now that Macheath, I mean man Macheath
Yeah, bad, mercy, mercy

Yeah, he's badder than old Leroy
You better lock your and call the law
Macheath's, that bum
He's in town