Luyện nghe bài hát Numbers

I was sittin' in Friday's suckin' on a glass of
When in walked a chick who almost struck me
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 ain't no ten's, you know
Nine is about as far as any 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 sweet thing, you like a possible eight
You and me could, uh! make eighteen, if your on straight."
She up and down my perfect frame
And these words that burned into my perfect brain.

She said, well, one of those macho-matician men
Kind who grade all on scales 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 with that phony numbers
style makes me smile, I give it a five
When you up I noticed that suit of (yores)
It's last double-knit frayed-cuffs, give it a four.

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

wine 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 flashin' smile is worth
I give it a six, you use some dental work.

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

She walked out, while up and the line
The whole bar was laughin', said' Bare, happened to your nine
Nine says I, hell soon as she to talk I knew
She didn't 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
ain't no ten.