Luyện nghe bài hát Numbers

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

Now on my scale there ain't no ten's, you
Nine is about as far as any 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, another one of those men
Kind who grade all on scales 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 phony numbers
Your style makes me smile, I it a five
you walked up I noticed that suit 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 convertible, a three and a third
Now, as for your build, I guess (yore) 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 your flashin' smile is worth
I give it a six, you use some 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 and a half
And really ain't much to add once the subtractin's done
Since there ain't no zeroes, I you a one!.

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

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