Luyện nghe bài hát On Blonde Street

Well the Sun thru' Blonde Street
and shines on the
On the and the heartaches
and they never shine

Patsy clutches her
and from her window she
of social interaction
from the people on Blonde Street

Thru' the peephole she the Landlord
come 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 like a
where she must 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 baby in the next
Watchin' guy die on T.V.
There are lovers in the
havin' some kind of spree

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

Patsy laughs at her
They're to marry 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

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

(CHORUS)

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

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

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

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

(c) Stephen Bishop Music Publishing Co./BMI