🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Taylor - Jack Johnson

  say Taylor was a good girl, never one to be late
 complain, express ideas  her brain.
 Working on  night shift, passing out the tickets,
 your gonna have to pay  if you want to park here.
 
  mommy's little dancer is quite a little secret
 Working on the streets  never gonna keep it.
 It's quite an imposition and now she's only 
 That she would have listened to the words they  Taylor.
 
  just wanders around, unaffected by,
  winter winds yeah, she'll pretend that
 She's  else, so far and clear
 about  thousand miles, from here.
 
 Well  Patrick pitter patters on the window,
 but Sunny's silhouette  let him in.
 Poor old Pete's got  cuz he's been falling,
 And somehow Sunny knows  where he's been.
 
 He thinks that singin on Sunday's gonna save  soul,
 now that  gone.
 And sometimes he thinks that he's on his 
 but i can see, that his brake  ARE on.
 
 He  wanders around, unaffected by,
  winter winds yeah, and he'll pretend that,
 he's somewhere else, so far  clear,
  two thousand miles...from here
 
 Such  tough enchilada, filled up with nada,
 givin what  gotta give to get a dollar bill.
 Used to be  limber chick n' times have been a tickin,
 now she's finger lickin to  man,
 With the money in  pocket, flying in his rocket,
 only stopping by on his way to a  world.
 
 If Taylor finds a better  then Taylor's gonna run away.