Luyện nghe bài hát On Blonde Street

Well the Sun pokes thru' Street
and on the cracks
On the and the heartaches
and they never back

Patsy her rosary
and from her she sees
of social interaction
from the people down on Street

the peephole she sees the Landlord
who's come for more her rent
He says, "I'm you out pronto.
unless body gives me consent"

But won't give into just any guy
Crushed like a
where she must hide...you see
is not her cup of tea...yeah
But she says,

"I LIVE ON BLONDE STREET
I LIVE ON BLONDE STREET"

a baby in the next room
Watchin' guy die on T.V.
There are in the basement
some kind of touchin' spree

Down the there's young Jimbo
who's got his in hell
the girlfriend he got pregnant
is on Sally Jesse Raphael

Patsy at her girlfriends
They're tryin' to marry someone
They all hang the sofa and say
"Hey, love a bitch?"

And is a Planet
Where she'll her man
She'll sail thru' the hole
'til it's his arms in

With like Walnuts and Cinnamon skin
She won't be living the of a Nun
and what she gets...

(CHORUS)

Her memories don't nothing
So she throws them
Like that night in his
When he just like
a Hemingway
and she was the, "Catch of the Day"...

Now walkin' down Blonde Street
Where there's so many places to
She's got a River of
of what's up inside...

But she just to Fly...
and she says...

"I WANNA LIVE ON STREET
I LIVE ON BLONDE STREET"

(c) Stephen Bishop Music Publishing Co./BMI