Luyện nghe bài hát Taylor

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

Well, mommy's little has quite a little secret
Working on the now, never gonna keep it
quite an imposition and now she's only 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 pitter patters on the window
But Sunny won't let him in
Poor old Pete's got nothing because he's falling
Somehow knows just where he's been

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

He wanders around
Unaffected by the winds and he'll pretend
That he's somewhere else, so far and
About two miles from here

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

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

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