Luyện nghe bài hát Numbers

I was in Friday's suckin' on a glass of wine
When in walked a chick who almost struck me
Had wet blue eyes and her legs 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 and good judgement, I'd give her a three.

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

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

must be your car parked out on the curb
That sixty-nine homemade convertible, a three and a
Now, as for your build, I guess (yore) than five
Except, for pot belly, I'd give 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 what your flashin' smile is
I it a six, you could use some dental work.

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

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

Yeah! No how good they look at first
flaws in all of them
That's why on a scale of ten to one,
ain't no ten.