Luyện nghe bài hát Poplar St

When I was a boy I lived on St
Just a little child plasters on my knees
Watching all the world high up in the trees
I saw Mrs Moore sleep around Mr Keats

I like a new man
Red in my bed
straight through the crisp air
Dead in the sand

I am a true
Free falling love
I am a true
falling love addict, yeah

Mama always called woman prosti-tits
For lower cuts than most and red lipstick
One Mrs Moore she made her eyes at me
Pulled me through her door and her teeth in deep

I like a new man
Red in my bed
Breathe straight through the air
Dead flowers in the

I am a romantic
Free falling love
I am a true
falling love addict, yeah

And all your days are
Sitting on the
In your
me for more

And all your days are
Sitting on the
In my
Begging you for

I like a new man
Red in my bed
Breathe straight through the air
Dead in the sand

I am a romantic
Free falling love
I am a romantic
Free love addict, yeah

Just another boy who on Poplar St
Tangled up in lust and her exotic
One night Mrs she called collect to me
I love you anymore she said and ceased to be