Luyện nghe bài hát Spare Parts I

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

And the sky turned the of Pepto-Bismol
Yeah, and the parking lots
My old coat full of promissory notes
And a receipt from a late night

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

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

And then push came to shove and came to biff
Girls like that lay you out stiff
Maybe go to Cleveland
And you know, get me a or somethin'
My lives there

And a skid mark tattoo on the asphalt blue
Was that a

Yeah, it's Liz Taylor and Cliff
Coming on to the broads with the ol' riff, yeah
"Hey baby, why don't you up to my place?
We'll listen to some smooth on the stereo"
"No, thank you", she
"You got any Stan records?"
'No man, I got Brothers"

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

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

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

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

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

Kickin' your ass in, in a cold fashion
He'll be dishin' out than a good man can bear
Well, take it to Bakersfield
Get a apartment somewhere