Luyện nghe bài hát Numbers

I was sittin' in Friday's on a glass of wine
When in a chick who almost struck me blind
Had wet blue eyes and her legs were long and
On a scale of one to ten, I'd 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 look 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! make eighteen, if your on straight."
She looked up and down my perfect
And said these words that burned my perfect brain.

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

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

That be your 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 give 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 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 to add once the subtractin's done
there ain't no zeroes, I give you a one!.

She walked out, up and down the line
The whole bar was laughin', said' Bare, what happened to your
Nine says I, soon as she started to talk I knew
She have no class, I barely gave her a two.

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