Luyện nghe bài hát Colorado Cool-Aid

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

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

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

Well, he him a big cold swallow of beer
And he in my Mexican friends ear
And sure enough that my buddy real mad
That's somethin' like he never had

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

Ha, he cut that thing off even with the
You might say the little Mexican fella, he just didn't a durn
But he was a about it
An' bent over and a half way grin
it up and handed it back to him

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

And I said, "Barmaid, set us up a round of that Colorado
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 stop an' some Colorado Cool-Aid
An' maybe talk to some
An' you get the urge to get a little
Better make damn sure you got knife 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, glass of that Colorado Cool-Aid
How it?
How you doin', big Still got your ear there in your hand?