Luyện nghe bài hát Estelle

I was painting a 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 wasn't ever gonna again
It didn't me too much, Warhol's dead
David Hockney's alive, I don't need to paint

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

You know, the friend I ever had was a dog
It sounds like a cliche unless 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 addicts
Were stealin' dogs and them for animal research
It sounded like an urban myth to me like the mouse in the bottle
But I started leavin' her at home that

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

You know it feels
Like there's so that you need
Sometimes the world is down
it seems like the only thing you need
Is holdin' someone's hand as you 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 Rose

You the best person I ever knew
Was a Mormon woman named
She still calls me drunk few months
And asks me stuff I don't 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 your on love?
You had so chances
Why you let 'em all go by?"

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

Yeah, I was sittin' updating my list of enemies
When this girl walks in and the universe of stops
Turned out she drank the tea as me
Don't take than that to start a conversation sometimes
She collage was the greatest of all the arts
And was busy pasting pictures of horses, next to ads for laundry
Next to Mohammed Ali, she had a in her ear
And said Rachmaninoff was always in her

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

For a six days I sat at place
The rain quit and no one came in
Finally on the seventh day it 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
afternoon I was at a canvas
She was wearing a yellow
I swore if she let me, I'd get it

I've painted ten thousand paintings
Sad ones, funny ones, ones, and light ones
But sitting there, it was like I couldn't write my own name
I apologized and said, "It's 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 both right, the is too thin
But I keep after it and one day I, I'll get it all

I painted a life this morning, of a throat lozenge
Sitting on a of Tropic of Cancer
The thing was funny is that
I never thought I'd anything again
I I might 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 you turned your back on love
You had so chances
Why you let 'em all go by?"

And she says, "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?"

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