| You are viewing a comparison between the current version and version 2 of the song that we have archived as Jack Johnson's Lyrics - Taylor (current) | |||||
| → Jack Johnson Lyrics | → New Lyrics | → Esta página en español ← | → www.mp3lyrics.org ← | Search 4 related Lyrics ← | most popular lyrics ← |
|
||||||||||||||
|
|
|||||||||||||
|
Current version of Jack Johnson Lyrics Taylor (http://www.mp3lyrics.org/j/jack-johnson/taylor/) Current version of the lyrics |
Version 2 of Jack Johnson Lyrics Taylor (http://www.mp3lyrics.org/j/jack-johnson/taylor/v2.html) Version 2 of the lyrics | |||||||||||||
| 1 | They say Taylor was a good girl, never one to be late | Taylor was a good girl | 1 | |||||||||||
| 2 | Complain, express ideas in her brain | never one to be late | 2 | |||||||||||
| 3 | Working on the night shift, passing out the tickets | complain express ideas in her brain | 3 | |||||||||||
| 4 | You're gonna have to pay her if you want to park here | Workin on the night shift | 4 | |||||||||||
| 5 | passin out the tickets | 5 | ||||||||||||
| 6 | Well mommy's little dancer is quite a little secret | you're gonna have to pay her | 6 | |||||||||||
| 7 | Working on the streets now, never gonna keep it | if you want to park here. | 7 | |||||||||||
| 8 | It's quite an imposition and now she's only wishin | Well mommy's little dancer's | 8 | |||||||||||
| 9 | That she would have listened to the words they said Poor Taylor | quite a little secret | 9 | |||||||||||
| 10 | workin on the streets now | 10 | ||||||||||||
| 11 | She just wanders around, unaffected by | never gonna keep it. | 11 | |||||||||||
| 12 | The winter winds here, she'll pretend that | It's quite an imposition | 12 | |||||||||||
| 13 | She's somwhere else, so far and clear | And now she's only wishin' | 13 | |||||||||||
| 14 | About two thousand miles, from here | That she would have listened | 14 | |||||||||||
| 15 | To the words they said. | 15 | ||||||||||||
| 16 | Well Peter Patrick pitter patters on the window | Poor Taylor. | 16 | |||||||||||
| 1 | The sunny silhouette won't let him in | 1 | ||||||||||||
| 17 | Poor old Pete's got nothing 'cause he's been falling | Well she just wonders around | 17 | |||||||||||
| 18 | And somehow sunny knows just where he's been | uneffected by | 18 | |||||||||||
| 19 | the winter winds, yeah | 19 | ||||||||||||
| 20 | He thinks that singin on Sunday's gonna save his soul | and she'll pretend that | 20 | |||||||||||
| 21 | Now that Saturday's gone | well she's somewhere else | 21 | |||||||||||
| 22 | And sometimes he thinks that he's on his way | so far and clear | 22 | |||||||||||
| 23 | But I can see, that his brake lights are low | about 2,000 miles from here. | 23 | |||||||||||
| 2 | 2 | |||||||||||||
| 24 | He just wanders around, unaffected by | Peter Patrick pitter | 24 | |||||||||||
| 25 | The winter winds here, and he'll pretend that | patters on the window | 25 | |||||||||||
| 26 | He's somewhere else, so far and clear | And Sunny's silhouette won't let him in | 26 | |||||||||||
| 27 | About two thousand miles from here | and poor old Pete's got nothin | 27 | |||||||||||
| 28 | 'cause he's been fallin' | 28 | ||||||||||||
| 29 | Such a tough enchilada, filled up with nada | but somehow Sunny knows | 29 | |||||||||||
| 30 | Givin what you gotta give to get a dollar bill | just where he's been | 30 | |||||||||||
| 31 | Used to be a limber chicken, times have been a ticking | He thinks that singin' | 31 | |||||||||||
| 32 | Now she's finger lickin to the man | on a Sunday's gunna save | 32 | |||||||||||
| 33 | With the money in his pocket, flying in his rocket | his soul | 33 | |||||||||||
| 34 | Only stopping by on his way to a better world | but now that Saturday's gone | 34 | |||||||||||
| 35 | Well somehow he thinks | 35 | ||||||||||||
| If Taylor finds a better world, then Taylor's gonna run away | that he's on his way | |||||||||||||
| 1 | but I can see, that his | 1 | ||||||||||||
| 2 | break lights are on | 2 | ||||||||||||
| 3 | 3 | |||||||||||||
| 4 | And he just wonders around | 4 | ||||||||||||
| 5 | uneffected by | 5 | ||||||||||||
| 6 | the winter winds, yeah | 6 | ||||||||||||
| 7 | and he'll pretend that | 7 | ||||||||||||
| 8 | well he's somewhere else | 8 | ||||||||||||
| 9 | so far and clear | 9 | ||||||||||||
| 10 | about 2,000 miles from here. | 10 | ||||||||||||
| 11 | 11 | |||||||||||||
| 12 | She's such a tough enchilada | 12 | ||||||||||||
| 13 | filled up with nada | 13 | ||||||||||||
| 14 | givin' what she got to give | 14 | ||||||||||||
| 15 | to get a dolla bill | 15 | ||||||||||||
| 16 | she used to be a limber chick | 16 | ||||||||||||
| 17 | time's a been tickin' | 17 | ||||||||||||
| 18 | now she's finger lickin to the man | 18 | ||||||||||||
| 19 | with the money in his pockets | 19 | ||||||||||||
| 20 | flyin in his rocket | 20 | ||||||||||||
| 21 | only stoppin by on his way | 21 | ||||||||||||
| 22 | to a better world | 22 | ||||||||||||
| 23 | if Taylor finds a better world | 23 | ||||||||||||
| 24 | Taylor's gunna run away | 24 | ||||||||||||
|
→ privacy policy → contact |
![]() |
popular lyrics list ← search lyrics ← |
|||
| |||||