Luyện nghe bài hát Spare Parts I

Well, the dawn hard just like a bull-whip
'Cause it wasn't takin' no lip from the night
And it out the streets
As the bums showed up like bounced checks
Rubbin' their

And the sky the color of Pepto-Bismol
Yeah, and the lots growled
My old sport full of promissory notes
And a receipt a late night motel

The hawk had his whole out there, in the wind
And he got a message for you to
Kickin' your ass in, in a fashion
Dishin' out than a good man can bear

And I got shoes untied, my out
Ain't got a ghost of a with this old romance
Just an for rent, down the block
And Ivar Theater with live
Man, the manager's scowlin' his feet on the desk
Boom, boom, the curtain, you're still hurtin', ay, ay

And then push came to shove and shove came to
like that just lay you out stiff
Maybe go to Cleveland
And you know, get me a tattoo or
My brother-in-law there

And a skid mark tattoo on the asphalt blue
Was a Malibu?

Yeah, it's Liz Taylor and Cliff
on to the broads with the same ol' riff, yeah
"Hey baby, why you come up to my place?
We'll listen to smooth music on the stereo"
"No, you", she said
"You got any Stan records?"
'No man, I got Brothers"

So I back my Detroit, jacked up my pegs
I my Stacy Adams and I jackknifed my legs
Yeah, I got designs on a movin'

Yeah baby, you put me on and I'm out in the wind
And it's mighty cold
It's than a gut-shot bitch, wolf dog with nine suckin' pups
a number 4 trap up a hill in the dead of winter
In the middle of a snowstorm with a mouth full of porcupine

Well, I don't you, baby
You see, a well known fact, you know
I'm four sheets to the wind, I'm you're gone
I'm glad gone 'cause I'm finally alone
Glad you're gone but I wish you'd come
Yeah, and I out of bed

'Cause the dawn was hard, just like a bull-whip
And it wasn't takin' no lip the night before
Yeah, as it shook out the
And the stew showed up just like bounced checks
Rubbin' necks

And the sky turned the color of
And my old sport coat full of promissory
And the hawk had his family out there, in the wind
He got a for you to beware

Kickin' ass in, in a cold blooded fashion
He'll be dishin' out more a good man can bear
Well, let's it to Bakersfield
Get a apartment somewhere