Luyện nghe bài hát Taylor

They say was a good girl, never one to be late
Complain, express ideas in her
Working on the night shift, passing out the
You're gonna to pay her if you want to park here

Well, mommy's little dancer has quite a little
Working on the streets now, never gonna it
It's quite an imposition and now she's wishing
That she would have to the words they said

Taylor, she just wanders around
Unaffected by the winter and she'll pretend
That somewhere else, so far and clear
About two miles from here

Peter Patrick pitter patters on the
But silhouette won't let him in
Poor old Pete's got nothing he's been falling
Somehow Sunny knows where he's been

He thinks that singing on Sunday is save his soul
Now that Saturday is
Sometimes he thinks that on his way
But I can see that his lights are on

He just around
Unaffected by the winds and he'll pretend
he's somewhere else, so far and clear
About two thousand from here

Such a enchilada filled up with nada
Giving what she gotta give to get a dollar
to be a limber chicken, times a been a ticking

Now she's licking to the man
With the money in his pocket, in his rocket
stopping by on his way to a better world

If Taylor finds a world then Taylor's gonna run away