Luyện nghe bài hát Sheffield: Sex City

Intake, Park, The Wicker, Norton
Frechville, Hackenthorpe,
Wombwell, Catcliffe, Brincliffe,
Ecclesall, Woodhouse,
Pitsmoor, Badger,
Crookes, Walkley,

The is a woman
than any other
Oh, sophisticated
Yeah, I be your lover
Not brother, not your mother, yeah

The sun from behind the gasometers at 6:30 a.m.
through the gap in your curtains
Caressed your bare
Poking from the floral sheets

I watched him flaking bits of varnish from your
to work his way up under the sheets, Jesus!
Even the sun's on heat
The city getting stiff in the building heat

I just want to contact with you
Oh, all I wanna do
I just want to make contact you
Oh, that's all I do

Now I'm trying to meet her
But the fares up at seven
She is somewhere in the
watching television

Watching people stupid
things she can't believe in
Love won't last 'til next
Ten o' on Tuesday evening

The world is on outside
The night is gaping open
The and the chest of drawers
Are telling her to go

He have been here by this time
He said that be here by nine
guy is such a prick sometimes
I don't know why you bother,

Oh babe, oh, I'm
But I, I just had to love
To crack in the pavement
And the doorways
And the puddles of
That reflected face in my eyes

The day didn't go too
Too many chocolates and
I thinking of you
And almost walking into posts

it so hot?
The air coming up to the
Rubbing up against
And posts trying to get rid of it

Old women clack tongues
In the shade of crumbling concrete bus
doing it in central reservations
And causing multiple pile ups in the center of

I didn't want to go in the first
But I've been to three years
In the Housing waiting room

I must have lost number in the all night garage
And now I'm wandering up and your street
you name in the rain
Whilst my shoes turn to sodden

are you?
(I'm here)
Where are
(I'm here)

are you?
(I'm here)
Where are
(I'm here)

Where are
(I'm here)
Where are
(I'm here)
are you?

I'm still trying hard to you
But it doesn't look like
'Cause the out to get me
But I won't sleep with her evening

Though her buildings are
And her cul-de-sacs
She's had too many
And I know out there waiting

And now she's getting bed
He's had his chance, now it's too
The carpet's for her soul
The darkness wants to eat her

Tonight must be the it ends
Tomorrow she call her friends
And go out on her own
Who this shit anyway?

Oh
I wandered the streets the whole
Trying to pick up your
Writing on walls
And the puddles of
Reflected your in my eyes

We made it
On a top at 4 a.m.
The whole is your jewelery box
A million twinkling street lights

Reach out and what you want
You can it all
Jesus, it took a time
I didn't we were gonna make it

So bad the day
But now snug and under an eiderdown sky
Oh, the things we saw everyone on Hill
Came in unison at a.m
And the whole fell down

The tobacconist fire
And everyone in the street of lung cancer
We heard groans from the T-reg Chevette
You bet, you bet, you bet
And

Oh, I was trying hard to her
But the fares up at seven
She was in the city
Somewhere television

Watching people being
Doing things she believe in
Love last 'til next installment
Ten o'clock on Tuesday

The world was going on
The night was gaping wide
The and the chest of drawers
telling her to go outdoors

He should have there by that time
He said that he'd be by nine
That guy is a prick sometimes

Oh yeah, I to tell you that
There's nothing to worry about we can
We can get it together, oh

We got it tonight, didn't we?
I'd say we did,
We've got a