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 in Santa Fe
Went to New and went to see my family
up this morning and it occurred
I needed one track 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 and we walked down Union Street
I was and my head was in a bunch of places
a $350 pair of lampshades
And we ate at and I ordered crab cakes

Blue crab
Blue crab
Blue crab

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

bar shit
Sports bar
bar shit

Got on the phone and I called my
And called my father, talked a bit with my sister
She's got a new boyfriend, a deer hunter
And she's getting to venison
And my dad's still fighting with his
About his flirting with the in Panera Bread
My mom is good but sounded out of
I worry so much about her, I worry to

I to death
I about her to death
I to death

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

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

There's a fine line between a middle-aged guy a backstage pass
And a guy with a gut hanging like a jackass
Everybody there was years younger than me
At least that this is not my memory
I carried my legs back down and 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 still out there, selling lots of tickets
And though while we pretend that a temperature competitiveness
But my friend and I know he gets it
Then in a couple of days my meltdown
Back to the doing twelve hours shifts
a song about one thing or another
Another day behind the this summer

This Tenderloin
Tenderloin summer
This summer