Luyện nghe bài hát Taylor

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

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 listened to the they said

Poor Taylor, she wanders around
Unaffected by the winter winds and she'll
That somewhere else, so far and clear
About two miles from here

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

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

Such a enchilada filled up with nada
Giving she gotta give 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, flying in his
Only stopping by on his way to a world

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