Luyện nghe bài hát On Blonde Street

Well the Sun pokes Blonde Street
and on the cracks
On the walls and the
and they never back

clutches her rosary
and from her she sees
Lots of social
from the people down on Blonde

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

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

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

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

Down the there's young Jimbo
got his heart in hell
'Cause the girlfriend he got
is going on Sally Jesse

Patsy laughs at her
tryin' to marry someone rich
They all hang around the and say
"Hey, love a bitch?"

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

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

(CHORUS)

Her memories don't mean
So she throws away
Like that in his bedroom
When he looked like
a Young
and she was the, "Catch of the Day"...

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

But she wants to Fly...
and she says...

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

(c) Stephen Bishop Music Publishing Co./BMI