Luyện nghe bài hát Taylor

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

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

Taylor, she just wanders around
Unaffected by the winter winds and pretend
That she's somewhere else, so far and
About two thousand miles here

Peter pitter patters on the window
But Sunny silhouette let him in
Poor old Pete's got because he's been falling
Somehow Sunny knows just where been

He thinks singing on Sunday is gonna save his soul
Now that is gone
he thinks that he's on his way
But I can see that his lights are on

He just around
by the winter winds and he'll pretend
That he's else, so far and clear
About two thousand miles from

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

Now finger licking to the man
With the money in his pocket, in his rocket
Only stopping by on his way to a better

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