Luyện nghe bài hát Poppies

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And then they her on the table
She connected with the
And the shiftin' like crazy,
She was, she was still.
It was a painting of a vase,
She lay there and the gas traveled fast
Through the dorsal and down and around
(I more)
The cavity, her cranium
(I score)
Just, it was great, man,
The gas had inflicted her entire
With the elements of a voluptuous
a green vapor, made her feet light

Baby more

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

I think (after station) there's any station
(I when)
Quite as to me
(baby something)
As the 12th
(laughin' at the flowers)
I tuned in (to the tower) too centuries
calling to me
And I spin, come down thru
Oh, watch say you're too high

And I swim

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

One ecstatic pure sensation
started 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