Luyện nghe bài hát Poor Taylor

Taylor was a good girl, never one to be
express ideas in her brain
Workin' on the night shift passin' out the
You're have to pay her if you want to park here

Well, mommy's little dancer's quite a little
Workin' on the streets now, never keep it
quite an imposition and now she's only wishin'
That she have listened to the words they said
Poor

Well, she wonders around
Unaffected by the winter winds,
And she'll that
Well, somewhere else so far and clear
About 2,000 miles from

Peter pitter patters on the window
And silhouette won't let him in
And poor old Pete's got nothin' 'cause he's fallin'
But somehow Sunny just where he's been

He thinks that singin' on a gonna save his soul
But now Saturday's gone
sometimes he thinks that he's on his way
But I can see, that his break are on

And he just around
Unaffected by the winds, yeah
And he'll that
Well, he's somewhere else so far and
2,000 miles from here

She's such a enchilada filled up with nada
what she got to give to get dollar bills
She used to be a limber chick time's a been
Now she's lickin' to the man
With the money in his pockets, in his rocket
Only by on his way to a better world
If finds a better world, Taylor's gonna run away