Luyện nghe bài hát On Blonde Street

Well the Sun pokes thru' Street
and shines on the
On the and the heartaches
and they shine back

Patsy her rosary
and from her window she
Lots of social
the people down on Blonde Street

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

But Patsy won't give into 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"

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

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

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

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

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

(CHORUS)

Her don't mean nothing
So she throws away
Like night in his bedroom
When he just like
a Young
and she was the, "Catch of the Day"...

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

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

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

(c) 1996 Stephen Bishop Publishing Co./BMI