🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Taylor - Jack Johnson

 They say Taylor was a good girl, never  to be late
 complain, express ideas  her brain.
 Working on the night shift, passing out the 
 your gonna have to pay  if you want to park here.
 
 Well mommy's little dancer is quite a little 
 Working on  streets now, never gonna keep it.
 It's  an imposition and now she's only wishin
 That she would have listened to the words  say...Poor Taylor.
 
  just wanders around, unaffected by,
 the winter winds yeah, she'll  that
 She's somewhere else,  far and clear
 about two thousand  from here.
 
  Peter Patrick pitter patters on the window,
 but Sunny's silhouette  let him in.
 Poor old Pete's got nothing  he's been falling,
 And somehow Sunny knows just where  been.
 
 He thinks that  on Sunday's gonna save his soul,
 now that Saturday's 
  sometimes he thinks that he's on his way,
 but i can see, that his brake lights ARE 
 
 He just wanders  unaffected by,
 the winter winds yeah, and he'll pretend 
 he's somewhere else,  far and clear,
 about two thousand  here
 
 Such a tough enchilada,  up with nada,
 givin what you gotta give to get a dollar 
 Used to be a limber chick n' times have been a 
 now she's finger lickin to  man,
 With the money in his pocket, flying in his 
 only stopping by on his way to a better 
 
 If  finds a better world, then Taylor's gonna run away.