Luyện nghe bài hát Numbers

I was sittin' in Friday's suckin' on a glass of
When in walked a chick who 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 there ain't no ten's, you know
Nine is as far as any chick can go
So I flashed her a smile, but she 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 up and down my perfect frame
And said these words that 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 I give you.

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

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

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

But, It's your struttin' rooster act that really me laugh
It may be a ten to these hens, but to me a three and a half
And there really ain't 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', said' Bare, what happened to nine
Nine says I, hell soon as she started to I knew
She have no class, I barely gave her a two.

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