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