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[Estrofa]CThey say Taylor was a good girl,C/Bnever one to be lateThey say Taylor was a good girl, never one to be lateAm F Ccomplain, express ideas in her brainC/B Am Fcomplain, express ideas in her brainC C/BWorking on the night shift, passingout the tickets,Working on the night shift, passing out the tickets,Am Fyou're gonna have to pay her if youC C/B Am Fwant to park hereyou're gonna have to pay her if you want to park hereC C/BWell, mommy's little dancer has quitea little secretWell, mommy's little dancer has quite a little secretAm Fworking on the streets now, neverC C/B Am Fgonna keep itworking on the streets now, never gonna keep itC C/BIt's quite an imposition and nowshe's only wishingIt's quite an imposition and now she's only wishingAm Fthat she would have listened to theC C/B Amwords they saidthat she would have listened to the words they saidFPoor Taylor[Estribillo]C C/B Am FShe just wanders around, unaffectedCbyShe just wanders around, unaffected byC/B Am Fthe winter winds and she'll pretendCthatthe winter winds and she'll pretend thatC/B Am Fshe's somewhere else, so far andCclearshe's somewhere else, so far and clearC/B AmAbout two thousand miles from here[Estrofa]C C/BPeter Patrick pitter patters on theAm FwindowPeter Patrick pitter patters on the windowC C/B Ambut Sunny Silhouette won't let him inFbut Sunny Silhouette won't let him inC C/BPoor old Pete's got nothing becauseAm Fhe's been fallingPoor old Pete's got nothing because he's been fallingC C/BSomehow Sunny knows just where he'sAm FbeenSomehow Sunny knows just where he's beenCHe thinks that singing on Sunday isC/B Am Fgonna save his soulHe thinks that singing on Sunday is gonna save his soulC C/B Am Fnow that Saturday is goneC C/B AmSometimes he thinks that he's on hisFwaySometimes he thinks that he's on his wayC C/B Ambut I can seeFthat his brake lights are on[Estribillo]C C/B Am FHe just wanders around, unaffected byCHe just wanders around, unaffected byC/B Am Fthe winter winds and he'll pretendCthatthe winter winds and he'll pretend thatC/B Am Fhe's somewhere else, so far and clearChe's somewhere else, so far and clearC/B AmAbout two thousand miles from here[Estrofa]C C/BSuch a tough enchilada, filled upwith nadaSuch a tough enchilada, filled up with nadaAm Fgiving what she gotta give to get aC C/B Am Fdollar billgiving what she gotta give to get a dollar billC C/BUsed to be a limber chicken, time's abeen a tickingUsed to be a limber chicken, time's a been a tickingAm FNow she's finger licking to the manC C/BWith the money in his pocket, flyingin his rocketWith the money in his pocket, flying in his rocketAm FOnly stopping by on his way to aC Dadd4add9 Fbetter worldOnly stopping by on his way to a better worldG CIf Taylor finds a better worldDadd4add9 FIf Taylor finds a better worldG Cthen Taylor's gonna run away