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D|-X--------------------------------X-3-3/5-3h0--2p0-----------X----3-3--X--0-0----2-----|
A|-X-X-X-----1-----1-----1-----1-3--X-----------------3p0------X----3-3--X--0-0----3-----|
E|-------1h3---1h3---1h3---1h3----------------------------0-1-1--------------------------|
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B|--1-3-3/5-5/3--3/1--1----------1-|
G|--0-0-0---0-0--0-0--0--3h5p3p0-2-|
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A|--3-3-3-3-0-0-0-2-2-2-2-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-3-3-3-3-|
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( C G Am F )
They say Taylor was a good girl never want to be late
complain and express ideas in her brain
Working on the night shift passing out the tickets
cause you're gonna have to pay her if you wanna park here
Well mommy's little dancer has quite a little secret
working on the streets now never gonna keep it
It's quite an imposition and now shes only wishing
that she would have listened to the words they said
Poor Taylor
( C G Am F )
She just wonders around unaffected by
the winter winds here and she'll pretend that
She's somewhere else so far and clear
about two thousand miles from here
Peter Patrick pitter-patter is on the window
but sunny silhouette wont let him in
Poor old Pete's got nothing 'cause hes been falling
Somehow sunny knows just where he's been
He thinks that singing on Sunday is gonna save his soul
Now that Saturday is gone
Sometimes he thinks that he's on his way
but I can see that his break lights are on
( C G Am F )
He just wonders around unaffected by
the winter winds here and he'll pretend that
He's somewhere else so far and clear
about two thousand miles from here
Such a tough enchilada filled up with nada
giving what she gotta give to get a dollar bill
Used to be a limber chicken times a been a ticking
now she's finger licking 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 gonna run away
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