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 and her legs were long and fine
On a of one to ten, I'd give her a nine.

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

I said, "Hey sweet thing, you look a possible eight
You and me could, uh! make eighteen, if your on straight."
She up and down my perfect frame
And said words that burned into my perfect brain.

She said, well, another one of macho-matician men
Kind who grade all women on of one to ten
And, you give me an eight, well, a generous thing to do
Now, just see, just how much I give you.

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

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

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

But, It's struttin' rooster act that really 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
Since there ain't no zeroes, I you a one!.

She walked out, up and down the line
The bar was laughin', said' Bare, what happened to your nine
Nine says I, hell soon as she started to talk I
She have no class, I barely gave her a two.

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