Luyện nghe bài hát Numbers

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

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

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

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

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

must be your car parked out on the curb
That sixty-nine homemade convertible, a 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 might be fine to you
But I'm used to fine champagne, I it a two
It's hard to tell what your smile is worth
I it a six, you could use some 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 and a half
And really ain't much to add once the subtractin's done
Since there no zeroes, I give you a one!.

She walked out, while up and the line
The whole bar was laughin', Bare, what happened to your nine
says I, hell soon as she started to talk I knew
She didn't have no class, I barely 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.