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 weird about it is a year ago
I never thought I'd paint anything
I decided I wasn't ever gonna again
It bother me too much, Warhol's dead
David Hockney's still alive, I don't need to

I over ten thousand paintings
Sad ones, funny ones, dark ones and ones
I've done haystacks and rich old ladies by pools
nothing but a scarf
I've painted everything there was to
Now it was to sit back, give interviews
Get on the internet, hang out at med
Take 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 that dog was the only reason I even got out of bed
That dog went with me and then I heard the crack addicts
Were stealin' dogs and selling 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, Paula was my for a while
She ran off to Paris with the grandson of Van Gogh
A cartoonist who did fashion for Le Monde
Paula left 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 speak to anyone for months

You know it feels
Like there's so much that you
Sometimes the world is upside
it seems 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, sells to his old pals
Tommy, and Jimmy the Wig and Ugly Rose

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

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

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

Yeah, I was sittin' updating my list of enemies
When this girl in and the universe kind of stops
Turned out she drank the tea as me
Don't take more than that to start a conversation
She believed collage was the of all the arts
And was busy pasting 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 that day I was trying to describe her to Jimmy the Wig
I find any words 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 rain wouldn't quit and no one in
Finally on the day it cleared and in she walked
I asked her to sit me and I bought her a cup of tea
And I her to model for me sometime
That I was at a canvas
She was wearing a dress
I if she let me, I'd get it right

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

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

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

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

Sometimes it like there's 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 walk town