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Tom:
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C C/B They say taylor was a good girl, never one to be late
Am F C C/B Am F Complain, express ideas in her brain
C C/B Working on the night shift, passing out the tickets
Am F C C/B Am F You're gonna have to pay her if you want to park here
C C/B Well mommys little dancer has quite a little secret
Am F C C/B Am F Working on the streets now, never gonna keep it
C C/B It's quite an imposition and now shes only wishing
Am F C C/B Am That she would have listened to the words they said
F Poor taylor
C C/B Am F C She just wanders around, unaffected by
C/B Am F C The winter winds and she'll pretend that
C/B Am F C She's somewhere else, so far and clear
C/B Am About two thousand miles from here
C C/B Am F Peter patrick pitter patters on the window
C C/B Am F But sunny silhouette wont let him in
C C/B Am F Poor old petes got nothing because hes been falling
C C/B Am F Somehow sunny knows just where hes been
C C/B Am F He thinks that singing on sunday is gonna save his soul
C C/B Am F Now that saturday is gone
C C/B Am F Sometimes he thinks that hes on his way
C C/B Am But i can see
F That his break lights are on
C C/B Am F C He just wanders around, unaffected by
C/B Am F C The winter winds and he'll pretend that
C/B Am F C He's somewhere else, so far and clear
C/B Am About two thousand miles from here
C C/B Such a tough enchilada filled up with nada
Am F C C/B Am F Giving what she gotta give to get a dollar bill
C C/B Used to be a limber chicken, times a been a ticking
Am F Nows shes finger licking to the man
C C/B With the money in his pocket flying in his rocket
Am F C C/B Am Only stopping by on his way to a better world
F C C/B Am If taylor finds a better world
F C Then taylor's gonna run away
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Composição: Jack Johnson

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