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

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

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

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

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

Down the hall young Jimbo
got his heart in hell
'Cause the he got pregnant
is going on Sally Jesse

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

And is a Planet
Where find her man
sail thru' the black hole
'til it's his arms in

eyes like Walnuts and Cinnamon skin
She be living the life of a Nun
and that's she gets...

(CHORUS)

Her don't mean nothing
So she them away
Like that in his bedroom
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
got a River of denial
of locked up inside...

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

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

(c) 1996 Bishop Music Publishing Co./BMI