Luyện nghe bài hát Poplar St

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

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

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

Mama called that woman prosti-tits
For wearing lower cuts than and red lipstick
One night Mrs she made her eyes at me
Pulled me her door and stuck her teeth in deep

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

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

And all your are gone
on the floor
In underwear
Begging me for

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

I feel a new man
Red in my bed
Breathe through the crisp air
flowers in the sand

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

Just boy who lived on Poplar St
Tangled up in lust and her needs
One night Mrs Moore she called to me
I don't you anymore she said and ceased to be