Luyện nghe bài hát Numbers

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

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

I said, "Hey sweet thing, you look a possible eight
You and me could, uh! make eighteen, if head's on straight."
She looked up and down my perfect
And said these 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 just see, just how much I you.

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

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

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

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

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

Yeah! No matter how they look at first
flaws in all of them
That's why on a of ten to one, friend
There no ten.