Jack Johnson "Taylor" 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 its 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(HE) just wanders around, unaffected by C/B Am F C the winter winds and she'll(he'll) pretend that . shes(he's) somewhere else, so far and clear C/B Am about two thousand miles from here C/B Am F C peter patrick pitter patters on the window C C/B Am F but sunny silhouette wont let him in . poor old petes got nothing because hes been falling . somehow sunny knows just where hes been . he thinks that singing on sunday is gonna save his soul . now that saturday is gone . 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 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 only stopping by on his way to a better world . if taylor finds a better world . then taylor's gonna run away