Luyện nghe bài hát Estelle

I was painting a still this morning
Of a throat lozenge sitting on a copy of of Cancer
The only thing about it is that a year ago
I never thought I'd paint anything
I decided I wasn't ever paint again
It didn't bother me too much, dead
David Hockney's still alive, I don't to paint

I painted ten thousand paintings
Sad ones, funny ones, ones and light ones
I've done haystacks and rich old by their pools
Wearing but a scarf
I've painted there was to paint
Now it was to sit back, give interviews
Get on the internet, out at club med
Take stock of I've done

You know, the best I ever had was a dog
It sounds a cliche unless it's happened to you
Some days that dog was the only I even got out of bed
dog went everywhere with me and then I heard the crack addicts
Were dogs and selling them for animal research
It sounded an urban myth to me like the mouse in the Coke bottle
But I started leavin' her at home after

You know, was my wife for a while
She ran off to Paris the great grandson of Van Gogh
A cartoonist who did fashion graphics for Le
When Paula she took my dog, I never saw her again
Except in the court during the battle
She won and got to the dog
And I didn't to anyone for months

You know sometimes it
Like so much that you need
the world is upside down
Sometimes it seems like the only you need
Is holdin' someone's hand as you through town

I hanging around with Dino
He to run a poker game back east
Now he has a little shop, sells cappuccino to his old pals
Tommy, and Jimmy the Wig and Ugly Rose

You know the best person I ever
Was a Mormon woman named
She still calls me drunk every few
And me stuff I don't want to talk about
You talk to her long unless you're drunk yourself
we go all night

she goes, "Why baby, why baby, why baby, why
Have you turned your back on
You had so many
Why you let 'em all go by?"

Well, one I was sitting out in front of Dino's place
With Jake the Shears, a guy from Philly who gives mohawks
There were a couple of painters, I was hopin' to come by
So I could give 'em some

Yeah, I was sittin' there updating my of enemies
this girl walks in and the universe kind of stops
Turned out she the same tea as me
Don't take more than that to a conversation sometimes
She believed collage was the of all the arts
And was pasting pictures of horses, next to ads for laundry soap
to Mohammed Ali, she had a turquoise in her ear
And said Rachmaninoff was in her head

But later that day I was to describe her to Jimmy the Wig
I couldn't any words and I realized I'd started to sketch her chin
Somehow it didn't look right, I scratched it out and tried it
I filled an entire pad, I threw it away, I never even came

For a six I sat at Dino's place
The rain wouldn't quit and no one in
Finally on the day it cleared and in she walked
I asked her to sit with me and I her a cup of tea
And I asked her to model for me
That afternoon I was at a
She was wearing a dress
I swore if she let me, I'd get it

I've painted over ten thousand
Sad ones, funny ones, dark ones, and ones
But sitting there, it was like I couldn't write my own name
I and said, "It's been a few months
If you have patience, I'll get the of it again"
In the few weeks, I painted her hundreds of times
If I get the nose right, the chin's too
If I get 'em both right, the is too thin
But I keep it and one day I, I'll get it all right

I painted a still life this morning, of a throat
Sitting on a copy of of Cancer
The thing was funny is that
I never I'd paint anything again
I think I might go visit
Those Utah mountains are good for the
I'll bring my brushes and some Jack
And we can make up for time

And she said, "Why baby, why baby, why why?
why have you turned your back on love
You had so chances
Why you let 'em all go by?"

And she says, "Why baby, why baby, why baby
Baby why have you turned back on love
You had so many
Why you let 'em all go by?"

Sometimes it like there's so much that you need
Sometimes the is upside down
Sometimes it seems like the only you need
Is someone's hand as you walk through town