Luyện nghe bài hát Taylor

They say Taylor was a good girl, one to be late
Complain, express ideas in her
Working on the night shift, passing out the
You're gonna to pay her if you want to park here

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

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

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

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

He just wanders
Unaffected by the winter and he'll pretend
That he's somewhere else, so far and
About two thousand miles here

Such a enchilada filled up with nada
Giving what she gotta give to get a 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