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 long and fine
On a of one to ten, I'd give her a nine.

Now on my scale there 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 possible
You and me could, uh! eighteen, if your head's on straight."
She looked up and my perfect frame
And said these words that into my perfect brain.

She said, well, another one of macho-matician men
Kind who all women 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 year's frayed-cuffs, give it a four.

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

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

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

She out, while 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 didn't have no class, I barely her a two.

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