Luyện nghe bài hát Baddest Boots

I saw her turn her head in a gaze
She was peekin' out the top of those wire-rim shades
Now it wasn't my charm and it my grin
That had little secretary, dialed right in
She lookin' at me, man, she was lookin' at my feet

It's twenty-two hundred
And twenty-five dollar pair o' genuine fine
Horned-back kicks with a seven-row
And a dollar sidewalk shine

Yeah, they're made to fit and they're to find
Make a pretty woman look every time
I got the boots on the boulevard
Yeah, the baddest on the boulevard

They were made by a little man down in El
I was passin' through town, at the rodeo
He said, "They cost a little more but for it's worth
There ain't another like 'em on God's green earth"
Then I him my money and he sized me up

And twenty-two hundred
And twenty-five dollar o' handmade genuine fine
Horned-back kicks with a seven-row
And a three dollar shine

Yeah, they're made to fit and hard to find
Make a pretty woman look every time
I got the baddest on the boulevard
Yeah, the boots on the boulevard

make a man proud walking through a crowd
Whoa, else can stand beside 'em
When I 'em on I start singin' a song
Make me wanna tuck my britches' inside 'em
Let's take a stroll, lookey

And my twenty-two
And twenty-five dollar pair o' handmade fine
Horned-back kicks with a seven-row
And a three sidewalk shine

Yeah, they're made to fit and they're to find
Make a pretty look down every time
They're the baddest boots on the
I got the boots on the boulevard
here girl, yeah, they're bad alright