Luyện nghe bài hát Baddest Boots

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

these twenty-two hundred
And twenty-five pair o' handmade genuine fine
kicks with a seven-row stitch
And a three sidewalk shine

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

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

And twenty-two hundred
And twenty-five dollar pair o' handmade genuine
Horned-back kicks with a stitch
And a dollar sidewalk shine

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

They make a man proud walking through a
Whoa, nothin' can stand beside 'em
I pull 'em on I start singin' a song
Make me wanna tuck my britches' legs 'em
Let's take a stroll, lookey

And my hundred
And twenty-five dollar pair o' handmade fine
kicks with a seven-row stitch
And a dollar sidewalk shine

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