Luyện nghe bài hát On Blonde Street

Well the Sun pokes thru' Blonde
and on the cracks
On the walls and the
and they shine back

Patsy her rosary
and her window she sees
of social interaction
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 your gives me consent"

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

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

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

Down the hall there's Jimbo
who's got his heart in
the girlfriend he got pregnant
is going on Sally Jesse

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

And is a Planet
she'll find her man
She'll sail the black hole
'til his arms she's in

With eyes Walnuts and Cinnamon skin
She be living the life of a Nun
and what she gets...

(CHORUS)

Her memories don't mean
So she throws them
that night in his bedroom
When he looked just
a Hemingway
and she was the, "Catch of the Day"...

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

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

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

(c) 1996 Stephen Bishop Music Co./BMI