Текст (слова) песни: Johnson, Jack - Taylor

They say Taylor was a good girl, never want to be late
complain, express ideas in her brain.
Working on the night shift, passing out the tickets,
Youre gonna have to pay her if you want to park here.

Well mommys little dancer is quite a little secret
Working on the streets now, never gonna keep it.
Its quite an imposition and now shes only wishin
That she would have listened to the words they said...Poor Taylor.

She just wanders around, unaffected by,
the winter winds yeah, shell pretend that
Shes somewhere else, so far and clear
about two thousand miles, from here.

Well Peter Patrick pitter patters on the window,
the sunny silhouette wont let him in.
Poor old Petes got nothing cuz hes been falling,
And somehow sunny knows just where hes been.

He thinks that singin on Sundays gonna save his soul,
now that Saturdays gone.
And sometimes he thinks that hes on his way,
but i can see, that his brake lights are on.

He just wanders around, unaffected by,
the winter winds yeah, and hell pretend that,
hes somewhere else, so far and clear,
about two thousand miles...from here

Such a tough enchilada, filled up with nada,
givin what you gotta give to get a dollar bill.
Used to be a lovly chicken, times have been a ticking,
now shes finger lickin to the man,
With the money in his pocket, flying in his rocket,
only stopping by on his way to a better world.

If Taylor finds a better world, then Taylors gonna run away.

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Better Together
Breakdown
Bubble Toes
Cocoon
Constellations
Cookie Jar
Crying Shame
Cupid
Do You Remember
Dreams Be Dreams
Drink The Water
F-Stop Blues
Fall Line
Flake
Fortunate Fool
Gone
Good People
Holes To Heaven
If I Could
Inaudible Melodies
Losing Hope
Mediocre Bad Guys
Middle Man
Mudfootball (For Moe Lerner)
Never Know
No Other Way
Posters
Rodeo Clowns
Sexy Plexi
Sitting, Waiting, Wishing
Situations
Staple It Together
Symbol In My Driveway
Taylor
The Horizon Has Been Defeated
The News
Times Like These
Tomorrow Morning
Traffic In The Sky
Wasting Time