Luyện nghe bài hát Estelle

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

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

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

You know, was my wife for a while
She ran off to with 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 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 world is upside
it seems like the only thing you need
Is holdin' hand as you walk through town

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

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

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

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

Yeah, I was sittin' there 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 to start a conversation 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 said Rachmaninoff was in her head

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

For a six days I sat at 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 her to model for me sometime
That afternoon I was at a
She was a yellow dress
I swore if she let me, I'd get it

painted over ten thousand paintings
Sad ones, funny ones, dark ones, and 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 few weeks, I painted her hundreds of times
If I get the right, the chin's too long
If I get 'em both right, the face is too
But I after it and one day I, I'll get it all right

I painted a life this morning, of a throat lozenge
on a copy of Tropic of Cancer
The only thing was is that
I thought I'd paint anything again
I think I go visit Estelle
Those Utah mountains are good for the
bring 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 turned your on love
You had so chances
Why you let 'em all go by?"

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