Jack Johnson - Taylor Lyrics
Taylor was a good girlnever one to be latecomplain express ideas in her brainWorkin on the night shiftpassin out the ticketsyou're gonna have to pay herif you want to park here.Well mommy's little dancer'squite a little secretworkin on the streets nownever gonna keep it.It's quite an impositionAnd now she's only wishin'That she would have listenedTo the words they said.Poor Taylor.Well she just wonders aroundunaffected bythe winter winds, yeahand she'll pretend thatwell she's somewhere elseso far and clearabout 2,000 miles from here.Peter Patrick pitter patters on the windowAnd Sunny's silhouette won't let him inand poor old Pete's got nothin 'cause he's been fallin'but somehow Sunny knows just where he's beenHe thinks that singin' on a Sunday's gunna save his soulbut now that Saturday's goneWell sometimes he thinks that he's on his waybut I can see, that his break lights are onAnd he just wonders aroundunaffected bythe winter winds, yeahand he'll pretend thatwell he's somewhere elseso far and clearabout 2,000 miles from here.She's such a tough enchiladafilled up with nadagivin' what she got to give to get a dollar billshe used to be a limber chicktime's a been tickin'now she's finger lickin to the manwith the money in his pocketsflyin in his rocketonly stoppin by on his way to a better worldif Taylor finds a better worldthen Taylor's gunna run away
