Luyện nghe bài hát Estelle

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

I painted over ten paintings
Sad ones, funny ones, dark and light ones
I've done haystacks and 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, hang out at med
Take stock of what I've

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

You know, Paula was my wife for a
She ran off to Paris with the grandson of Van Gogh
A cartoonist who did graphics 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 didn't speak to for months

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

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

You know the best person I knew
Was a woman named Estelle
She calls me drunk every few months
And asks me 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 out in front of Dino's place
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 give 'em some advice

Yeah, I was sittin' there updating my list of
When this girl walks in and the universe kind of
Turned out she drank the tea as me
Don't take than that to start a conversation sometimes
She believed collage was the greatest of all the
And was pasting pictures of horses, next to ads for laundry soap
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 words and I realized I'd started to her chin
Somehow it didn't 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 Dino's
The wouldn't quit and no one came in
Finally on the seventh day it cleared and in she
I her to sit with me and I bought her a cup of tea
And I her to model for me sometime
afternoon I was at a canvas
She was wearing a dress
I swore if she let me, I'd get it

I've painted over ten paintings
Sad ones, funny ones, dark ones, and light
But sitting there, it was like I couldn't 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 few weeks, I painted her hundreds of times
If I get the nose right, the too long
If I get 'em right, the face is too thin
But I keep after it and one day I, I'll get it all

I a still life this morning, of a throat lozenge
Sitting on a of Tropic of Cancer
The thing was funny is that
I thought I'd paint anything again
I think I might go Estelle
Those Utah mountains are for the soul
I'll my brushes and some Jack Daniels
And we can make up for lost

And she said, "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?"

And she says, "Why baby, why baby, why why?
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
Sometimes the world is upside
Sometimes it seems like the thing you need
Is holdin' someone's hand as you walk through