Luyện nghe bài hát Numbers

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

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

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

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

She said you on to me with that phony numbers jive
Your makes me smile, I give it a five
When you up I noticed that suit of (yores)
last 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 your build, I guess (yore) 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
It's hard to what your flashin' smile is worth
I give it a six, you could use dental work.

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

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

Yeah! No how good they look at first
flaws in all of them
That's why on a of ten to one, friend
ain't no ten.