Luyện nghe bài hát Taylor

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

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

Poor Taylor, she just around
Unaffected by the winds and she'll pretend
That somewhere else, so far and clear
About two thousand from here

Peter Patrick pitter patters on the
But Sunny won't let him in
Poor old Pete's got nothing he's been falling
Somehow Sunny knows where he's been

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

He wanders around
Unaffected by the winter and he'll pretend
he's somewhere else, so far and clear
About two thousand from here

Such a enchilada filled up with nada
Giving she gotta give to get a dollar bill
to be a limber chicken, times a been a ticking

Now she's licking to the man
With the in his pocket, flying in his rocket
Only stopping by on his way to a world

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