Luyện nghe bài hát Numbers

I was sittin' in Friday's suckin' on a glass of
When in walked a chick who almost struck me
Had wet eyes and her legs were long and fine
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 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! eighteen, if your head's on straight."
She up and down my perfect frame
And these words 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, a generous thing to do
Now, let's see, just how much I give you.

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

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

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

But, It's 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 ain't much to add once the subtractin's
Since ain't no zeroes, I give you a one!.

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

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