Luyện nghe bài hát Mack The Knife

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

When that shark with his teeth, dear
Scarlet billows, they begin to
Fancy gloves though has Macheath, dear
So there's rarely, one trace of red

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

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

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

Ah, old Satchmo, Louis Armstrong, Bobby
They did this song nice, Lady too
They all it with so much feeling
That Old Blue Eyes, he ain't add nothing new

But with Quincy's big band behind me
Swinging hard, Jack, I know I lose
When I tell you all about Mack The Knife,
It's an offer you can refuse

We got George Benson, we got and Foster
We got the Brecker Brothers and Hampton's up the rear
All bad cats and more are in the band now
They make the greatest sounds you gonna hear

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

Yeah, badder than old Leroy Brown
You better your door and call the law
Macheath's, that bum
He's back in