Luyện nghe bài hát Estelle

I was a still life this morning
Of a throat lozenge sitting on a copy of of Cancer
The only weird about it is that a year ago
I thought I'd paint anything again
I decided I ever gonna paint again
It bother me too much, Warhol's dead
David Hockney's alive, I don't need to paint

I over ten thousand paintings
Sad ones, funny ones, dark ones and ones
I've done haystacks and rich old ladies by pools
Wearing nothing but a
I've everything there was to paint
Now it was time to sit back, interviews
Get on the internet, hang out at med
stock of what I've done

You know, the best I ever had was a dog
It sounds like a unless it's 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' 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 the great grandson of Van Gogh
A cartoonist who did fashion graphics for Le
When Paula left she took my dog, I saw her again
Except in the during the custody battle
She won and got to the dog
And I didn't to anyone for months

You sometimes it feels
Like there's so much that you
Sometimes the is upside down
Sometimes it like the only thing you need
Is someone's hand as you walk through town

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

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

she goes, "Why baby, why baby, why baby, why
Have you turned back 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 give 'em advice

Yeah, I was there updating my list of enemies
When this girl walks in and the kind of stops
Turned out she drank the tea as me
Don't more than that to start a conversation sometimes
She believed was the greatest 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 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 filled an entire pad, I threw it away, I never even came

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

I've over ten thousand paintings
Sad ones, funny ones, dark ones, and light
But sitting there, it was like I even write my own name
I and said, "It's been a few months
If you patience, I'll get the hang of it again"
In the few weeks, I painted her hundreds of times
If I get the nose right, the too long
If I get 'em both right, the face is too
But I keep after it and one day I, get it all right

I painted a still this 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 might go visit
Those Utah are good for the soul
bring my brushes and some Jack Daniels
And we can make up for time

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

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