Luyện nghe bài hát Estelle

I was painting a still life morning
Of a throat lozenge sitting on a copy of Tropic of
The only weird about it is that a year ago
I never I'd paint anything again
I I wasn't ever gonna paint again
It didn't bother me too much, Warhol's
David Hockney's still alive, I need to paint

I over ten thousand paintings
Sad ones, funny ones, ones and light ones
done haystacks and rich old ladies by their pools
Wearing but a scarf
I've painted everything was to paint
Now it was to sit back, give interviews
Get on the internet, out at club med
Take stock of what I've

You know, the best friend I had was a dog
It sounds a cliche unless it's happened to you
Some days that dog was the reason I even got out of bed
That dog everywhere with me and then I heard the crack addicts
Were stealin' dogs and selling them for research
It sounded like an urban myth to me like the in the Coke bottle
But I leavin' her at home after that

You know, was my wife for a while
She ran off to Paris with the grandson of Van Gogh
A cartoonist who did fashion graphics for Le
When Paula left she my dog, I never saw her again
Except in the during the custody battle
She won and got to the dog
And I didn't speak to anyone for

You know it feels
there's so much that you need
Sometimes the world is down
Sometimes it like the only thing you need
Is holdin' someone's hand as you walk through

I started around with Dino
He to run a poker game back east
Now he has a little shop, sells cappuccino to his old pals
Tommy, Chicago and Jimmy the Wig and Rose

You know the best person I ever
Was a Mormon woman Estelle
She still calls me drunk few months
And asks me stuff I don't want to about
You can't talk to her long unless you're yourself
Then we go all

she goes, "Why baby, why baby, why baby, why
Have you turned your back on
You had so chances
Why you let 'em all go by?"

Well, one morning I was out in front of Dino's place
With Jake the Shears, a guy Philly who gives free mohawks
There were a couple of young painters, I was hopin' to by
So I give 'em some advice

Yeah, I was sittin' there updating my list of
When girl walks in and the universe kind of stops
out she drank the same tea as me
Don't take than that to start a conversation sometimes
She believed collage was the greatest of all the
And was busy pasting of horses, next to ads for laundry soap
Next to Mohammed Ali, she had a in her ear
And said Rachmaninoff was in her head

But later that day I was trying to her to Jimmy the Wig
I couldn't find any words and I realized I'd started to her chin
Somehow it didn't right, I scratched it out and tried it again
I filled an entire pad, I threw it away, I even came close

For a six I sat at Dino's place
The wouldn't quit and no one came in
on the seventh day it cleared and in she walked
I her to sit with me and I bought her a cup of tea
And I asked her to for me sometime
That I was at a canvas
She was wearing a dress
I if she let me, I'd get it right

I've over ten thousand paintings
Sad ones, ones, dark ones, and light ones
But there, it was like I couldn't even write my own name
I apologized and said, "It's a few months
If you have patience, get the hang of it again"
In the next few weeks, I her hundreds of times
If I get the right, the chin's too long
If I get 'em both right, the face is too
But I keep after it and one day I, get it all right

I painted a still life this morning, of a lozenge
Sitting on a copy of of Cancer
The thing was funny is that
I never thought I'd paint again
I think I go visit Estelle
Those mountains are good for the soul
I'll bring my and some Jack Daniels
And we can make up for lost

And she said, "Why baby, why baby, why baby
Baby why you turned your back on love
You had so chances
Why you let 'em all go by?"

And she says, "Why baby, why baby, why baby
Baby why have you turned your on love
You had so chances
Why you let 'em all go by?"

Sometimes it seems there's so much that you need
the world is upside down
Sometimes it seems like the only thing you
Is holdin' someone's hand as you walk through