Luyện nghe bài hát Estelle

I was painting a still this morning
Of a lozenge sitting on a copy of Tropic of Cancer
The thing weird 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 need to paint

I painted ten thousand paintings
Sad ones, funny ones, dark ones and ones
I've done and rich old ladies by their pools
nothing but a scarf
I've everything there was to paint
Now it was time to sit back, give
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 like a cliche unless happened to you
Some days that dog was the only I even got out of bed
That dog everywhere with me and then I heard the crack addicts
Were stealin' and selling them for animal research
It sounded like an urban myth to me like the in the Coke bottle
But I started leavin' her at home that

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

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

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

You know the best person I ever
Was a Mormon named Estelle
She still calls me every few months
And asks me stuff I 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 on love?
You had so many
Why you let 'em all go by?"

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

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 sometimes
She believed collage was the of all the arts
And was busy pasting pictures of horses, to ads for laundry soap
to Mohammed Ali, she had a turquoise in her ear
And Rachmaninoff was always in her head

But that day I was trying to describe her to Jimmy the Wig
I couldn't find any words and I 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 close

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

I've painted ten thousand paintings
Sad ones, funny ones, ones, and light ones
But sitting there, it was like I even 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 next few weeks, I painted her of times
If I get the nose right, the chin's too
If I get 'em right, the face is too thin
But I keep it and one day I, I'll get it all right

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

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

And she says, "Why baby, why baby, why baby
Baby why have you 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 the only thing you need
Is holdin' someone's as you walk through town