Luyện nghe bài hát On Blonde Street

Well the Sun pokes thru' Blonde
and on the cracks
On the walls and the
and never shine back

Patsy her rosary
and her window she sees
of social interaction
from the people down on Street

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

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

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

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

Down the hall there's young
got his heart in hell
'Cause the girlfriend he got
is going on Sally Raphael

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

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

With like Walnuts and Cinnamon skin
She won't be living the of a Nun
and that's she gets...

(CHORUS)

Her memories don't nothing
So she throws away
Like that night in his
he looked just like
a Hemingway
and she was the, "Catch of the Day"...

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

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

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

(c) 1996 Stephen Music Publishing Co./BMI