A Ethey say taylor was a good girl, never one to be late
F#m D A E F#m Dcomplain, express ideas in her brain
A Eworking on the night shift, passing out the tickets,
F#m D A E F#m Dyoure gonna have to pay her if you want to park here
A Ewell mommys little dancer has quite a little secret
F#m D A E F#m Dworking on the streets now, never gonna keep it
A Eits quite an imposition and now shes only wishing
F#m D A E F#mthat she would have listened to the words they said
Dpoor taylor
A E F#m D A
she(BE) just wanders around, unaffected by
E F#m D Athe winter winds and she'll(he'll) pretend that
E F#m D Ashes(he's) somewhere else, so far and clear
E F#mabout two thousand miles from here
A E F#m Dpeter patrick pitter patters on the window
A E F#m Dbut sunny silhouette wont let him in
A E F#m Dpoor old petes got nothing because hes been falling
A E F#m Dsomehow sunny knows just where hes been
A E F#m Dhe thinks that singing on sunday is gonna save his soul
A E F#m Dnow that saturday is gone
A E F#m Dsometimes he thinks that hes on his way
A E F#mbut i can see
Dthat his break lights are on
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A Esuch a tough enchilada filled up with nada
F#m D A E F#m Dgiving what she gotta give to get a dollar bill
A Eused to be a limber chicken, times a been a ticking
F#m Dnows shes finger licking to the man
A Ewith the money in his pocket flying in his rocket
F#m D Aonly stopping by on his way to a better world
if taylor finds a better world
then taylor's gonna run away
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