Luyện nghe bài hát Numbers

I was sittin' in suckin' on a glass of wine
When in walked a who almost struck me blind
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 scale ain't no ten's, you know
Nine is about as far as any can go
So I flashed her a smile, but she didn't even at me
So for brains and good judgement, I'd her a three.

I said, "Hey sweet thing, you look a possible eight
You and me could, uh! eighteen, if your head's on straight."
She looked up and down my frame
And these words that burned 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, that's a generous to do
Now, let's just see, how much I give you.

She said you comin' on to me with phony numbers jive
style 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 (yore) less than five
Except, for pot belly, I'd give that 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 what your flashin' smile is
I give it a six, you use some dental work.

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

She out, while up and down the line
The bar was laughin', said' Bare, what happened to your nine
Nine I, hell 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
flaws in all of them
That's why on a of ten to one, friend
ain't no ten.