Luyện nghe bài hát Numbers

I was sittin' in Friday's suckin' on a glass of
When in a chick who almost struck me blind
Had wet blue eyes and her legs were and fine
On a of one to ten, I'd give her a nine.

Now on my there ain't no ten's, you know
Nine is about as far as any can go
So I flashed her a smile, but she didn't even at me
So for brains and judgement, I'd give her a three.

I said, "Hey sweet thing, you look like a possible
You and me could, uh! eighteen, if your head's on straight."
She looked up and my perfect frame
And said these words that burned my perfect brain.

She said, well, another one of macho-matician men
Kind who all women on scales of one to ten
And, you give me an eight, well, a generous thing to do
Now, let's just see, how much I give you.

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

That must be car parked out on the curb
sixty-nine 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.

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

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

She walked out, while up and down the
The bar was laughin', said' Bare, what happened to your nine
Nine I, hell soon as she started to talk I knew
She didn't have no class, I barely her a two.

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