Jack Johnson - Taylor lyrics

Album: On And On (2003)

They say, Taylor was a good girl
Never one to be late
Complain, express ideas in her brain
Working on the night shift
Passing out the tickets
You are going to have to pay her, if you want to park here
Well, mommy´s little dancer has quite a little secret
Working on the streets now, never going to keep it
It is quite an imposition & now she has only wishing
That she´d have listened to the words they said
Poor Taylor

She just wanders around, unaffected by
The winter winds, & she will pretend that
She has somewhere else, so far & clear
About two thousand miles from here

Well, Peter Patrick pitter-patters on the window
The sunny silhouette won´t let him in
Poor old Pete´s got nothing, cause he has been falling
Somehow, Sonny knows just where he has been
He thinks that singing on Sunday´s going to save his soul
Now that Saturday is gone
Sometimes he thinks that he has on his way
But I can see that his brake lights are on

He just wanders around, unaffected by the
Winter winds, & he will pretend that
He has somewhere else, so far & clear
About two thousand miles from here

Such a tough enchalada, filled up with nada
Giving what she have got to give to get a dollar bill
Used to be a limber chicken, times have been a tickin´
Now she has finger lickin´ to the man
With the money in his pocket, flying in his rocket
Only stopping by on his way to a better world

If Taylor finds a better world
Then Taylor´s going to run away

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