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111 lines
2.1 KiB
10 years ago
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{language: english}
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{columns: 2}
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{title: Taylor}
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{artist: Johnson}
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{album: On and on}
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{cover: on-and-on}
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%\utab{C}{0003}
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%\utab{G}{0002}
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%\utab{Am}{2000}
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%\utab{F}{1020}
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\gtab{C}{X32010}
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\gtab{G}{320003}
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\gtab{Am}{X02210}
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\gtab{F}{1:022100}
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They say [C]Taylor was a good girl
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[G]Never one to be late
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[Am]Complain, express [F]ideas in her [C]brain[G Am F]
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\begin{verse*}
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Working on the night shift
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Passing out the tickets
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You're gonna have to pay her if you want to park here
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\end{verse*}
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\begin{verse*}
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Well mommy's little dancer has
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Quite a little secret
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Working on the streets now, never gonna keep it
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\end{verse*}
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\begin{verse*}
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It's quite an imposition and
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Now shes only wishing
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That's he would have listened to the words they said \dots~poor Taylor
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\end{verse*}
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{start_of_chorus}
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[C] She just [G]wanders around
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[Am] Una[F]ffected by
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{end_of_chorus}
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{start_of_chorus}
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The winter winds and
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She'll pretend that
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{end_of_chorus}
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{start_of_chorus}
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She's somewhere else
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So far and clear
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{end_of_chorus}
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{start_of_chorus}
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About two thousand
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Miles from here
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{end_of_chorus}
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Peter Patrick pitter
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Patters on the window
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But sunny silhouette won't let him in
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\begin{verse*}
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Poor old Petes got nothing
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Because he's been falling
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Somehow sunny knows just where he's been
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\end{verse*}
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\begin{verse*}
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He thinks that singing on Sunday
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Is gonna save his soul
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Now that Saturday is gone
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\end{verse*}
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\begin{verse*}
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Sometimes he thinks that he's
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On his way
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But I can see \dots~that his break lights are on
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\end{verse*}
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Such a tough enchilada
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Filled up with nada
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Giving what she gotta give to get a dollar bill
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\begin{verse*}
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Used to be a limber chicken
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Time's been a ticking
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Now's she's finger licking to the man
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\end{verse*}
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\begin{verse*}
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With the money in his pocket
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Flying in his rocket
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Only stopping by on his way to a better world
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\end{verse*}
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\begin{verse*}
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If Taylor finds a better world
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Then Taylor's gonna run away
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\end{verse*}
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