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they saCy taylor was a good girlG, never one to be late cAmomplain, expressF ideas in her CbrainG Am F Cworking on the night shift, Gpassing out the tickets, youre gAmonna have to pay herF if you want to park ChereG Am F well mCommys little dancer has qGuite a little secret Amworking on the streets now, Fnever gonna keep iCt G Am F its qCuite an imposition and Gnow shes only wishing that sAmhe would have listenedF to the words they sCaidG Am Fpoor taylor
CShe just wandGers around, unAmaffecFted by C the Gwinter winds Amand Fshe'll pretend tChat shes somewheGre elAmse, sFo far and cleaCr about Gtwo thousand mAmiles from here
Cpeter patrick Gpitter patters on the wiAmndow F but Csunny silhouetGte wont let himAm in F Cpoor old petes got Gnothing because hes been Amfalling F somehow sCunny knows Gjust where hAmes been F he thinks that Csinging on sunday is gonna Gsave his souAml F Cnow that GsaturdaAmy is gone F Csometimes he Gthinks that hes onAm his wFay but i can Csee G Am that his bFreak lights are on
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CHe just wandeGrs around, unaffAmectedF by C the Gwinter winds anAmd heF'll pretend that C he's sGomewhere else, Amso faFr and clear C about Gtwo thousand milAmes from here
such a tCough enchilada fGilled up with nada Amgiving what she gotta Fgive to get a dollarC billG Am F used to Cbe a limber chicken, Gtimes a been a ticking Amnows shes finger lickingF to the man with the Cmoney in his pocket Gflying in his rocket Amonly stopping by on hisF way to a better Cworld G Am if tayFlor finds a better worlCd G Am thenF taylor's gonna run awCay