Luyện nghe bài hát Poor Taylor

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

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

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

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

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

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

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