Luyện nghe bài hát Taylor

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

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

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

Peter Patrick pitter on the window
But Sunny silhouette let him in
Poor old Pete's got nothing because he's falling
Somehow Sunny knows just he's been

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

He wanders around
Unaffected by the winter winds and he'll
That somewhere else, so far and clear
two thousand miles from here

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

Now she's licking to the man
the money in his pocket, flying in his rocket
Only stopping by on his way to a better

If Taylor finds a better world then gonna run away