Luyện nghe bài hát Ben's My Friend

I woke up this morning, 3rd
It's been a slow and uneventful summer
Went to visit a friend in Fe
Went to New Orleans and went to see my
up this morning and it occurred
I needed one more to finish up my record
I was feeling out of fuel and
Laid on my bed, too hung, a down, a little tired
Met my girl and we down Union Street
I was scared and my head was in a bunch of
Bought a $350 pair of
And we ate at Perry's and I ordered cakes

Blue cakes
Blue cakes
crab cakes

She said I distracted and asked what was going on with me
I said I can't explain it and it's a middle age
She said okay and ate her eggs
And I looked at the cluttered with sports bar shit

bar shit
Sports bar
bar shit

Got on the phone and I my mother
And called my father, talked a little bit with my
She's got a new boyfriend, he's a hunter
And getting used to venison
And my still fighting with his girlfriend
About his flirting with the girls in Panera
My mom is but sounded out of breath
I worry so about her, I worry to death

I to death
I worry about her to
I to death

The night I went and saw The Postal Service
my friend but getting there was the worst
Trying to park and getting up the
And find a spot amongst the kids staring at their cells
Standing at the with the crowd of eight thousand
I thought of Ben I met him in 2000
At a festival in
He was on the small then and I didn't know his name
Now he's singing at the Greek and he's busting
And my legs were hurting and my were too
I called him after, said I'll skip the backstage high
But thanks for the music and all the exercise

And we laughed and it was
And we laughed and it was
And it was

There's a line between a middle-aged guy with a backstage pass
And a guy with a gut hanging like a jackass
Everybody there was years younger than me
At least this is not my fondest memory
I my legs back down and then I gave
My backstage to two cute asian girls
I drove to my near Tahoe
Got in my hot tub and thought well that's how it
And it was quiet and I was listening to the
And Ben's out there, selling lots of tickets
And though we pretend that there's a temperature competitiveness
But my friend and I know he gets it
Then in a couple of my meltdown passed
Back to the studio twelve hours shifts
Singing a about one thing or another
Another day behind the this summer

Tenderloin summer
This Tenderloin
Tenderloin summer