Luyện nghe bài hát Numbers

I was sittin' in Friday's on a glass of wine
in walked a chick who almost struck me blind
Had wet blue eyes and her legs were and fine
On a scale of one to ten, I'd her a nine.

Now on my scale ain't no ten's, you know
is about as far as any chick can go
So I flashed her a smile, but she even look at me
So for brains and good judgement, I'd her a three.

I said, "Hey thing, you look like a possible eight
You and me could, uh! eighteen, if your head's on straight."
She looked up and down my perfect
And these words that burned into my perfect brain.

She said, well, another one of those men
Kind who grade all women on of one to ten
And, you give me an eight, well, that's a thing to do
Now, let's see, just how much I give you.

She you comin' on to me with that phony numbers jive
Your style me smile, I give it a five
When you walked up I that suit of (yores)
It's year's double-knit frayed-cuffs, give it a four.

must be your car parked out on the curb
That sixty-nine homemade convertible, a three and a
Now, as for your build, I guess (yore) than five
Except, for your pot belly, I'd that a ten for size.

That wine you're might be fine to you
But I'm to fine champagne, I give it a two
It's hard to what your flashin' smile is worth
I give it a six, you use some dental work.

But, It's your struttin' act that really makes me laugh
It may be a ten to country hens, but to me a three and a half
And there really much to add once the subtractin's done
Since ain't no zeroes, I give you a one!.

She walked out, up and down the line
The whole bar was laughin', Bare, what happened to your nine
Nine says I, hell as she started to talk I knew
She didn't have no class, I gave her a two.

Yeah! No how good they look at first
There's flaws in all of
That's why on a scale of ten to one,
ain't no ten.