they say taylor was a good girl
express ideas in her brain. working on the night shift
passing out the tickets. you're gonna have to pay her
if you wanna park here. well
has quite a little secret
working on the streets now
never gonna keep it. it's quite an imposition. and now she's only wishin'
that she would have listened
to the words they said. poor taylor. she just wanders around
unaffected by the winter winds
yeah. and she'll pretend that
she's somewhere else. so far and clear
about 2'000 miles from here. well
peter patrick pitter-patters on the window
but sunny silhouette won't let him in. and poor old pete's got nothing
and somehow sunny knows just where he's been. he thinks that singin' on a sunday gonna save his soul
now that saturday's gone. but sometimes he thinks that he's on his way
but i can see that his brake lights are on. and he just wanders around
unaffected by the winter winds
yeah. and he'll pretend that
he's somewhere else. so far and clear
about 2'000 miles from here. such a tough enchilada
filled up with nada. givin' what you gotta give
to get a dollar bill. used to be a limber chick and
time has been a-tickin'. now she's finger-licking
with the money in his pocket
only stopping by on his way to a better world. if taylor finds a better world