Luyện nghe bài hát Taylor

They say Taylor was a girl, never one to be late
Complain, express ideas in her
Working on the night shift, out the tickets
You're gonna have to pay her if you want to here

Well, mommy's dancer has quite a little secret
Working on the now, never gonna keep it
It's quite an imposition and now she's wishing
That she have listened to the words they said

Taylor, she just wanders around
Unaffected by the winter and she'll pretend
That she's somewhere else, so far and
About two thousand from here

Peter Patrick patters on the window
But silhouette won't let him in
old Pete's got nothing because he's been falling
Somehow knows just where he's been

He thinks that on Sunday is gonna save his soul
Now that Saturday is
he thinks that he's on his way
But I can see that his break are on

He wanders around
by the winter winds and he'll pretend
That somewhere else, so far and clear
About two thousand miles here

Such a tough enchilada filled up nada
Giving what she give to get a dollar bill
Used to be a chicken, times a been a ticking

Now she's finger to the man
With the money in his pocket, in his rocket
Only by on his way to a better world

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