Luyện nghe bài hát Colorado Cool-Aid

Well, I was sittin' in beer joint down in Houston, Texas
Was drinkin' Colorado Cool-Aid and to some Mexicans
An' we was that 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 is fine
Yeah, we was ourselves one of them real good times

But you know every joint that you've ever been in
Some big, drunk who just ain't got no friend
Sure enough, he wants to
Yeah, gonna whip everything in sight

Well, he took him a big cold swallow of
And he in my Mexican friends ear
And enough that made my buddy real mad
That's somethin' he ain't never had

Well, Sir, he pulled out a big, switch blade knife
Quick as a whistle he began to
And that big mean drunk stood back, his face full of
Lookin' at the floor, an' one of his ears

Ha, he cut that off even with the sideburns
You might say the little fella, he just 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 urge to spit a little
"Just open up hand there and spit it in your own ear
be no trouble that way", that's what I heard him say

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

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

Hey, ain't that right, big man? I said that right 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 Colorado Cool-Aid
How it?
How you doin', big man? Still got your ear in your hand?