Luyện nghe bài hát Baddest Boots

I saw her turn her head in a drop-dead
She was peekin' out the top of those wire-rim shades
Now it my charm and it wasn't my grin
That had that secretary, dialed right in
She wasn't lookin' at me, man, she was at my feet

It's these twenty-two
And twenty-five dollar pair o' handmade fine
Horned-back kicks with a seven-row
And a three dollar sidewalk

Yeah, they're made to fit and hard to find
Make a pretty look down every time
I got the boots on the boulevard
Yeah, the baddest boots on the

They made by a little man down in El Paso
I was passin' town, singin' at the rodeo
He said, "They cost a little but for what it's worth
There ain't another pair like 'em on green earth"
Then I handed him my money and he me up

And twenty-two hundred
And twenty-five dollar o' handmade genuine fine
Horned-back kicks with a seven-row
And a three dollar sidewalk

Yeah, they're made to fit and hard to find
Make a pretty woman look down time
I got the baddest boots on the
Yeah, the baddest boots on the

They make a man proud through a crowd
Whoa, nothin' else can beside 'em
When I 'em on I start singin' a song
Make me tuck my britches' legs inside 'em
Let's take a stroll, lookey

And my hundred
And twenty-five dollar pair o' handmade fine
Horned-back kicks with a stitch
And a three dollar sidewalk

Yeah, they're to fit and they're hard to find
Make a woman look down every time
They're the baddest boots on the
I got the boots on the boulevard
Look girl, yeah, they're bad alright