Luyện nghe bài hát Ben's My Friend

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

Blue crab
Blue crab
Blue cakes

She said I seemed and asked what was going on with me
I said I explain it and it's a middle age thing
She said okay and ate her eggs
And I looked at the walls cluttered with sports bar

Sports bar
bar shit
Sports bar

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

I to death
I worry about her to
I worry to

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 drunk kids 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 stage then and I didn't know his
Now he's singing at the Greek and busting moves
And my were hurting and my feet were too
I called him after, said I'll skip the backstage high
But thanks for the music and all the exercise

And we and it was alright
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 around like a jackass
Everybody there was twenty years than me
At that this is not my fondest memory
I carried my legs back down and I gave
My backstage to two cute asian girls
I drove to my place Tahoe
Got in my hot tub and well that's how it goes
And it was quiet and I was listening to the
And Ben's out there, selling lots of tickets
And though while we that there's a temperature competitiveness
But Ben's my friend and I he gets it
in a couple of days my meltdown passed
Back to the studio doing twelve hours
Singing a song about one thing or
Another day behind the microphone summer

This Tenderloin
Tenderloin summer
This Tenderloin