Luyện nghe bài hát Poppies

He's delighted to me, but you know,
I just don't know to say to him. I just don't know.

Heard it on the radio, no good
Heard it on the radio, it's to me
When she something, it's understood
got somethin' she's not used to

Down, down, poppy,
Down, down, poppy,

Goin' on the corner, I'm gonna
Baby wants somethin', in the mood to
Baby wants somethin', I want
When I don't get it, I get blue,

Down, down, and really comin', really comin',
Down, down, poppy,

Goin' on the corner, I'm score
got somethin', gonna get through, through
When I somethin' I want more,
Heard it on the radio, there's I can do do

I'm in the mood to and I'm a woman and an
And I want real slow I wanna hear it on the radio
I hear it, I wanna score (poppies) I wanna hear
It on the radio got it but baby want more
On the radio, it on the radio
Baby got it but baby more

Heard it on the radio won't be no for layin' in the road
Tonight I'm out, oh yeah baby got it but baby want more
She won't it any more [babble]
she was tense and lean in the sun splintered like a country
Gently his finger
Everything is and spread with butter
flowers on an average [on the seed? ]

And then they her on the table
She with the inhaler
And the shiftin' like crazy,
She was, she was still.
It was like a of a vase,
She just lay and the gas traveled fast
Through the dorsal spine and and around
(I more)
The anal cavity, her
(I score)
Just, it was great, man,
The gas had inflicted her spine
With the of a voluptuous disease
With a green vapor, her feet light

Baby want

was it in the closet.
Baby get it there, tag it,
got it and baby begged for it, baby

I don't think (after station) any station
(I when)
Quite as to me
(baby something)
As the station
(laughin' at the flowers)
I tuned in (to the tower) too many
calling to me
And I spin, come thru time
Oh, watch them say too high

And I through

it on the radio, goddamn in my radio,
Hear it on the radio, it on the radio

One ecstatic pure sensation
Restriction excreting, started excreting, ah exhilarating
pit

Hey sheba, hey salome, hey eclipsin' my way ah.
Her vessel, woman is a vessel, is evasive, is aquatic.
Everyone, ecstatic, platinum disk spinning