Luyện nghe bài hát Sheffield: Sex City

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

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

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

I watched him flaking bits of varnish your nails
Trying to work his way up the sheets, Jesus!
Even the on heat today
The city getting stiff in the building heat

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

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

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

The is going on outside
The night is open wide
The wardrobe and the of drawers
Are telling her to go

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

Oh babe, oh, I'm
But I, I had to make love
To every in the pavement
And the shop
And the puddles of
reflected your face in my eyes

The day go too well
Too chocolates and cigarettes
I kept of you
And almost walking lamp posts

Why's it so
The air coming up to the
Rubbing up walls
And posts trying to get rid of it

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

I didn't to go in the first place
But been sentenced to three years
In the Benefit waiting room

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

Where are
(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)
Where are

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

Though her are impressive
And her cul-de-sacs
had too many lovers
And I know you're out there

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

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

Oh
I wandered the the whole night
to pick up your scent
Writing on walls
And the of rain
your face in my eyes

We finally it
On a top at 4 a.m.
The city is your jewelery box
A million yellow street lights

Reach out and take you want
You can it all
Jesus, it a long time
I didn't think we were gonna it

So bad the day
But now snug and under an eiderdown sky
Oh, the we saw everyone on Park Hill
Came in at 4:13 a.m
And the whole fell down

The tobacconist caught
And everyone in the died of lung cancer
We groans coming from the T-reg Chevette
You bet, you bet, you bet
And

Oh, I was hard to meet her
But the went up at seven
She was somewhere in the
watching television

Watching being stupid
Doing things she can't in
Love won't last next installment
Ten on Tuesday evening

The world was on outside
The night was gaping open
The wardrobe and the of drawers
telling her to go outdoors

He should have been there by that
He said that he'd be there by
That guy is such a prick

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

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