Luyện nghe bài hát Poor Taylor

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

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

Well, she wonders around
Unaffected by the winds, yeah
And she'll that
Well, she's somewhere else so far and
About 2,000 from here

Peter pitter patters on the window
And Sunny's silhouette let him in
And poor old Pete's got nothin' he's been fallin'
But somehow Sunny knows just where been

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

And he wonders around
Unaffected by the winds, yeah
And he'll pretend
Well, he's somewhere so far and clear
2,000 miles from here

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