This song is about the woman in the white dress on the right side of the album cover, according to Genius. This song is meant to open with a kind of musical/lyrical image of a place. A little guitar hook and… Read More [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 [Bridge] And all your days are gone, sitting on the floor In your underwear begging me for more And all my days are gone, sitting on the floor In my underwear, begging you for more 'Cause [Chorus] I am a true romantic Free falling love addict, and I am a true romantic Free falling love addict, yeah [Outro] Just another boy who lived on Poplar Street Tangled up in lust and her exotic needs One night Mrs Moore she called collect to me "I don't love you anymore" she said and ceased to be Just another boy Just another boy Just another boy