Luyện nghe bài hát On Blonde Street

Well the Sun pokes Blonde Street
and shines on the
On the walls and the
and they shine back

clutches her rosary
and from her window she
of social interaction
from the down on Blonde Street

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

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

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

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

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

Patsy laughs at her
They're tryin' to someone rich
They all around the sofa and say
"Hey, ain't a bitch?"

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

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

(CHORUS)

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

Now she's walkin' down Street
there's so many places to hide
She's got a of denial
of locked up inside...

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

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

(c) 1996 Stephen Music Publishing Co./BMI