Jack Johnson - Taylor

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0they say taylor was a good girl, never one to be late
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1complain, express ideas in her brain
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2working on the night shift, passing out the tickets,
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3youre gonna have to pay her if you want to park here
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4well mommys little dancer has quite a little secret
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5working on the streets now, never gonna keep it
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6its quite an imposition and now shes only wishing
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7that she would have listened to the words they said
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8poor taylor
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11She just wanders around, unaffected by
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12the winter winds and she'll pretend that
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13shes somewhere else, so far and clear
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14about two thousand miles from here
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17peter patrick pitter patters on the window
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18but sunny silhouette wont let him in
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19poor old petes got nothing because hes been falling
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20somehow sunny knows just where hes been
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21he thinks that singing on sunday is gonna save his soul
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22now that saturday is gone
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23sometimes he thinks that hes on his way
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24but i can see
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25that his break lights are on
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28He just wanders around, unaffected by
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29the winter winds and he'll pretend that
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30he's somewhere else, so far and clear
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31about two thousand miles from here
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34such a tough enchilada filled up with nada
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35giving what she gotta give to get a dollar bill
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36used to be a limber chicken, times a been a ticking
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37nows shes finger licking to the man
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38with the money in his pocket flying in his rocket
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39only stopping by on his way to a better world
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40if taylor finds a better world
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41then taylor's gonna run away
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