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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
(Chorus)
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