Luyện nghe bài hát Estelle

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

I over ten thousand paintings
Sad ones, funny ones, ones and light ones
I've done and rich 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
Take stock of I've done

You know, the best I ever had was a dog
It like a cliche unless it's happened to you
days that dog was the only 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 the mouse in the Coke bottle
But I leavin' her at home after that

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

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' someone's hand as you walk through

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

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

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 who gives free mohawks
There were a couple of young painters, I was hopin' to by
So I could 'em some advice

Yeah, I was sittin' there updating my of enemies
When this girl walks in and the universe of stops
out she drank the same tea as me
Don't more than that to start a conversation sometimes
She collage was the greatest of all the arts
And was busy pasting pictures of horses, to ads for laundry soap
Next to Ali, she had a turquoise in her ear
And Rachmaninoff was always 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 started to sketch her
Somehow it didn't look right, I scratched it out and it again
I filled an entire pad, I it away, I never even came close

For a six I sat at Dino's 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 asked her to for me sometime
That I was at a canvas
She was a yellow dress
I if she let me, I'd get it right

I've over ten thousand paintings
Sad ones, ones, dark ones, and light ones
But sitting there, it was like I couldn't 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 next few weeks, I painted her hundreds of
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 painted a still life this morning, of a lozenge
Sitting on a copy of of Cancer
The only thing was funny is
I thought I'd paint anything again
I I might go visit Estelle
Those Utah mountains are good for the
I'll my brushes and some Jack Daniels
And we can make up for time

And she said, "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?"

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

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