intro
C G
they say taylor was a good girl , never one to be late
Am F C G Am F
complain , express ideas in her brain
C G
working on the night shift , passing out the tickets ,
Am F C G Am F
youre gonna have to pay her if you want to park here
C G
well mommys little dancer has quite a little secret
Am F C G Am F
working on the streets now , never gonna keep it
C G
its quite an imposition and now shes only wishing
Am F C G Am
that she would have listened to the words they said
F
poor taylor
C G Am F C
she just wanders around , unaffected by
G Am F C
the winter winds and she’ll pretend that
G Am F C
shes somewhere else , so far and clear
G Am
about two thousand miles from here
C G Am F
peter patrick pitter patters on the window
C G Am F
but sunny silhouette wont let him in
C G Am F
poor old petes got nothing because hes been falling
C G Am F
somehow sunny knows just where hes been
C G Am F
he thinks that singing on sunday is gonna save his soul
C G Am F
now that saturday is gone
C G Am F
sometimes he thinks that hes on his way
C G Am
but i can see
F
that his break lights are on
( chorus )
C G Am F C
he just wanders around , unaffected by
G Am F C
the winter winds and he’ll pretend that
G Am F C
he’s somewhere else , so far and clear
G Am
about two thousand miles from here
C G
such a tough enchilada filled up with nada
Am F C G Am F
giving what she gotta give to get a dollar bill
C G
used to be a limber chicken , times a been a ticking
Am F
nows shes finger licking to the man
C G
with the money in his pocket flying in his rocket
Am F C G Am
only stopping by on his way to a better world
F C G Am
if taylor finds a better world
F C
then taylor’s gonna run away
intro
C G
they say taylor was a good girl , never one to be late
Am F C G Am F
complain , express ideas in her brain
C G
working on the night shift , passing out the tickets ,
Am F C G Am F
youre gonna have to pay her if you want to park here
C G
well mommys little dancer has quite a little secret
Am F C G Am F
working on the streets now , never gonna keep it
C G
its quite an imposition and now shes only wishing
Am F C G Am
that she would have listened to the words they said
F
poor taylor
C G Am F C
she just wanders around , unaffected by
G Am F C
the winter winds and she’ll pretend that
G Am F C
shes somewhere else , so far and clear
G Am
about two thousand miles from here
C G Am F
peter patrick pitter patters on the window
C G Am F
but sunny silhouette wont let him in
C G Am F
poor old petes got nothing because hes been falling
C G Am F
somehow sunny knows just where hes been
C G Am F
he thinks that singing on sunday is gonna save his soul
C G Am F
now that saturday is gone
C G Am F
sometimes he thinks that hes on his way
C G Am
but i can see
F
that his break lights are on
( chorus )
C G Am F C
he just wanders around , unaffected by
G Am F C
the winter winds and he’ll pretend that
G Am F C
he’s somewhere else , so far and clear
G Am
about two thousand miles from here
C G
such a tough enchilada filled up with nada
Am F C G Am F
giving what she gotta give to get a dollar bill
C G
used to be a limber chicken , times a been a ticking
Am F
nows shes finger licking to the man
C G
with the money in his pocket flying in his rocket
Am F C G Am
only stopping by on his way to a better world
F C G Am
if taylor finds a better world
F C
then taylor’s gonna run away
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