Luyện nghe bài hát Spare Parts I

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

And the sky the color of Pepto-Bismol
Yeah, and the parking growled
My old sport coat of promissory notes
And a receipt from a late motel

The had his whole family out there, in the wind
And he got a for you to beware
Kickin' your ass in, in a cold-blooded
Dishin' out than a good man can bear

And I got untied, my shirt-tail's out
Ain't got a ghost of a chance with this old
Just an apartment for rent, the block
And Ivar with live burlesque
Man, the scowlin' with 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
Girls like that just lay you out
Maybe go to Cleveland
And you know, get me a tattoo or
My brother-in-law lives

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 don't you come up to my
We'll listen to some 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 violation

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

Well, I need you, baby
You see, it's a known fact, you know
I'm four sheets to the wind, I'm glad you're
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 crackin' hard, like a bull-whip
And it wasn't takin' no lip the night before
Yeah, as it out the streets
And the stew bums up just like bounced checks
Rubbin' necks

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

your ass in, in a cold blooded fashion
He'll be dishin' out more than a man can bear
Well, let's take it to
Get a little apartment