[Verse 1]
When I was a boy, I lived on Poplar Street
Just a little child with plasters on my knees
Watching all the world from high up in the trees
I saw Mrs Moore sleep 'round with Mr Keats
[Chorus]
I feel like a new man
Red flowers in my bed
Breathe straight through the crisp air
Dead flowers in the sand
I am a true romantic
Free falling love addict, and
I am a true romantic
Free falling love addict, yeah
[Verse 2]
Mama always called that woman prosti-tits
Wearing lower cuts than most and red lipstick
One night Mrs Moore she made her eyes at me
Pulled me through her door and stuck her teeth in deep
[Chorus]
I feel like a new man
Red flowers in my bed
Breathe straight through the crisp air
Dead flowers in the sand
I am a true romantic
Free falling love addict, and
I am a true romantic
Free falling love addict, yeah
When I was a boy, I lived on Poplar Street
Just a little child with plasters on my knees
Watching all the world from high up in the trees
I saw Mrs Moore sleep 'round with Mr Keats
[Chorus]
I feel like a new man
Red flowers in my bed
Breathe straight through the crisp air
Dead flowers in the sand
I am a true romantic
Free falling love addict, and
I am a true romantic
Free falling love addict, yeah
[Verse 2]
Mama always called that woman prosti-tits
Wearing lower cuts than most and red lipstick
One night Mrs Moore she made her eyes at me
Pulled me through her door and stuck her teeth in deep
[Chorus]
I feel like a new man
Red flowers in my bed
Breathe straight through the crisp air
Dead flowers in the sand
I am a true romantic
Free falling love addict, and
I am a true romantic
Free falling love addict, yeah
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