Luyện nghe bài hát On Blonde Street

Well the Sun pokes thru' Street
and shines on the
On the walls and the
and they never back

Patsy clutches her
and her window she sees
Lots of interaction
from the people down on Street

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

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

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

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

Down the hall young Jimbo
who's got his in hell
'Cause the girlfriend he got
is going on Jesse Raphael

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

And Mars is a
she'll find her man
She'll thru' the black hole
'til it's his she's in

With eyes like Walnuts and skin
She won't be living the of a Nun
and that's she gets...

(CHORUS)

Her memories mean nothing
So she them away
Like night in his bedroom
When he looked just
a Young
and she was the, "Catch of the Day"...

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

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

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

(c) 1996 Stephen Music Publishing Co./BMI