Luyện nghe bài hát Estelle

I was painting a still life morning
Of a throat lozenge sitting on a of Tropic of Cancer
The only thing weird about it is a year ago
I never thought I'd paint again
I decided I wasn't ever paint again
It bother me too much, Warhol's dead
David Hockney's still alive, I need to paint

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

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

You know, Paula was my wife for a
She ran off to Paris the great grandson of Van Gogh
A cartoonist who did fashion graphics for Le
When left she took my dog, I never saw her again
Except in the during the custody battle
She won and got to the dog
And I speak to anyone for months

You know it feels
Like there's so that you need
the world is upside down
Sometimes it seems like the only thing you
Is holdin' someone's hand as you walk town

I started hanging around Dino
He used to run a poker back east
Now he has a coffee shop, sells cappuccino to his old pals
Tommy, Chicago and Jimmy the Wig and Ugly

You the best person I ever knew
Was a Mormon woman Estelle
She still calls me every few months
And asks me I don't want to talk about
You can't to her long unless you're drunk yourself
Then we go all

she goes, "Why baby, why baby, why baby, why
Have you turned your on love?
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' updating my list of enemies
When girl walks in and the universe kind of stops
out she drank the same tea as me
Don't take more than that to start a conversation
She believed was the greatest of all the arts
And was busy pasting pictures of horses, next to ads for laundry
Next to Mohammed Ali, she had a in her ear
And said Rachmaninoff was in her head

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

For a six I sat at Dino's place
The rain quit and no one came 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 for me sometime
That I was at a canvas
She was a yellow dress
I swore if she let me, I'd get it

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

I painted a still life morning, of a throat lozenge
Sitting on a copy of of Cancer
The only thing was is that
I never thought I'd paint again
I think I go visit Estelle
Utah mountains are good for the soul
I'll bring my and some Jack Daniels
And we can make up for lost

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

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

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