Letra Taylor de Jack Johnson

They say Taylor was a good girl
never one to be late
complain express ideas in her brain
Workin on the night shift
passin out the tickets
you´re gonna have to pay her
if you want to park here.
Well mommy´s little dancer´s
quite a little secret
workin on the streets now
never gonna keep it.
It´s quite an imposition
And now she´s only wishin´
That she would have listened
To the words they said.
Poor Taylor.

Well she just wanders around
uneffected by
the winter winds, yeah
and she´ll pretend that
well she´s somewhere else
so far and clear
about 2,000 miles from here.

Peter Patrick pitter patters on the window
And Sunny´s silhouette won´t let him in
and poor old Pete´s got nothin ´cause he´s been fallin´
but somehow Sunny knows just where he´s been
He thinks that singin´ on a Sunday´s gunna save his soul
but now that Saturday´s gone
Well sometimes he thinks that he´s on his way
but I can see, that his break lights are on

And he just wanders around
uneffected by
the winter winds, yeah
and he´ll pretend that
well he´s somewhere else
so far and clear
about 2,000 miles from here.

She´s such a tough enchilada
filled up with nada
givin´ what she got to give to get dollar bills
she used to be a limber chick
time´s a been tickin´
now she´s finger lickin to the man
with the money in his pockets
flyin in his rocket
only stoppin by on his way to a better world
if Taylor finds a better world
Taylor´s gunna run away