Luyện nghe bài hát Colorado Cool-Aid

Well, I was sittin' in this beer down in Houston, Texas
Was drinkin' Colorado Cool-Aid and talkin' to Mexicans
An' we was what's you say?
What's Colorado

Well, a can of Coors brewed from a mountain stream
It'll set you head on fire an' make kidneys scream
Oh, it sure is
Yeah, we was havin' one of them real good times

But you every beer joint that you've ever been in
big, mean drunk who just ain't got no friend
Sure enough, he to fight
Yeah, he's gonna everything in sight

Well, he him a big cold swallow of beer
And he in my Mexican friends ear
And sure enough that made my buddy mad
somethin' like he ain't never had

Well, Sir, he pulled out a big, long switch knife
as a whistle he began to slice
And that big mean drunk stood back, his face of tears
down at the floor, an' one of his ears

Ha, he cut that off even with the sideburns
You might say the little Mexican fella, he didn't give a durn
But he was a gentleman it
An' bent over and with a half way
Picked it up and it back to him

He said, "Now big man, you get the to spit a little beer
"Just up your hand there and spit it in your own ear
Won't be no trouble way", that's what I heard him say

And I said, "Barmaid, set us up a of that Colorado Cool-Aid
An you're up there, bring this big fella here, a box of Bandaids"

Now let me tell you if you're ever down in south of Texas
Decide to stop an' drink some Colorado
An' maybe talk to Mexicans
An' you get the urge to get a little
Better make sure you got your knife proof ear-muff

Hey, ain't that right, big man? I said ain't that big man?
Ah, hell he can't hear, not on this side anyway, he got no ear

Hey barmaid, bring us all a big, tall glass of that Cool-Aid
How it?
How you doin', big man? Still got your ear in your hand?