Luyện nghe bài hát Numbers

I was in Friday's suckin' on a glass of wine
in walked 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 there ain't no ten's, you know
Nine is as far as any chick can go
So I her a smile, but she didn't even look at me
So for and good judgement, I'd give her a three.

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

She said, well, one of those macho-matician men
Kind who grade all 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 much I you.

She said you comin' on to me with that phony jive
Your style makes me smile, I give it a
When you walked up I noticed that of (yores)
It's last 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) than five
Except, for your pot belly, I'd give a ten for size.

That wine you're might be fine to you
But I'm used to fine champagne, I it a two
It's 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 me laugh
It may be a ten to these country hens, but to me a three and a
And really ain't much to add once the subtractin's done
Since ain't no zeroes, I give you a one!.

She out, while up and down the line
The whole bar was laughin', said' Bare, happened to your nine
Nine says I, soon as she started to talk I knew
She didn't 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 of ten to one, friend
There no ten.