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 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 even look at me
So for brains and good judgement, I'd 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 that burned into my perfect brain.

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

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

That must be your car out on the curb
sixty-nine homemade convertible, a three and a third
Now, as for your build, I guess (yore) less than
Except, for your pot belly, I'd give a ten for size.

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

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

She walked out, while up and down the
The whole bar was laughin', said' Bare, what to your 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 scale of ten to one,
There no ten.