Leather Jacket (Jack Novak & Stravy Remix/Radio Edit) - Arkells.lrc

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[00:00.00] 作词 : Nick Dika/Mike DeAngelis/Tim Oxford/Max Kerman
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Nick Dika/Mike DeAngelis/Tim Oxford/Max Kerman
[00:02.20]Hey
[00:02.51]
[00:09.97]A hundreds of stories
[00:11.18]
[00:11.79]Before I showed up
[00:12.98]
[00:13.79]They'd tell them to me
[00:15.55]And pull photos up
[00:16.69]
[00:17.47]They're all connected
[00:18.46]
[00:19.23]Like a pair of handcuffs
[00:20.57]
[00:21.16]No one seemed affected
[00:22.15]
[00:23.07]That everyone is ******
[00:24.23]
[00:24.91]But there was a softness
[00:26.09]
[00:26.95]Some kind of understanding
[00:27.92]
[00:28.68]Those 2 am decisions
[00:29.69]
[00:30.57]Always shaky landings
[00:31.65]
[00:32.42]And no one ever knew
[00:33.55]
[00:34.47]What could be demanded
[00:35.38]
[00:36.49]Maybe it's the cards
[00:37.36]
[00:38.05]The cards that she was handed
[00:39.50]
[00:40.97]You called me up from a pay phone
[00:43.68]
[00:44.73]I said hang tight I can drive you home
[00:47.77]
[00:48.44]I pulled on up and with a southern accent
[00:51.47]
[00:52.22]I offered you my dad's leather jacket
[00:55.19]
[01:10.14]I met her at a party
[01:11.37]
[01:11.89]She'd come straight from work
[01:12.99]
[01:13.76]Complained that the regulars
[01:14.82]
[01:15.68]Were all a bunch of jerks
[01:16.86]
[01:17.41]She always looked tired
[01:18.62]
[01:19.27]But she dazzled as a drunk
[01:20.48]
[01:21.17]She even pulled off
[01:22.27]
[01:23.01]That stupid hair cut
[01:24.59]She said I don't need a sponsor
[01:26.06]
[01:26.75]Or the best lover
[01:27.89]
[01:28.63]Just a man that sees me
[01:29.81]
[01:30.51]As some fixer upper
[01:31.55]
[01:32.39]The last few years
[01:33.49]
[01:34.12]That I've been running for cover
[01:35.43]
[01:36.34]Trying to sleep
[01:37.79]So I can visit my mother
[01:39.22]
[01:40.97]You called me up from a pay phone
[01:43.66]
[01:44.68]I said hang tight I can drive you home
[01:47.61]
[01:48.36]I pulled on up and with a southern accent
[01:51.39]
[01:52.18]I offered you my dad's leather jacket
[01:55.18]
[02:17.13]In september when it goes off like some goddamn alarm clock
[02:23.81]
[02:24.48]And it hits her like a third shot conversations she just stares off
[02:31.31]
[02:32.05]There's no longer a voice calling when she goes out saying
[02:38.13]'I'll be up waiting for you'
[02:40.35]
[02:48.59]You called me up from a payphone
[02:51.12]
[02:52.12]I said hang tight I can drive you home
[02:55.13]
[02:55.97]I pulled on up and with a southern accent
[02:58.94]
[02:59.60]I offered you my dad's leather jacket
[03:02.63]
[03:03.38]When times were tough in the worst years
[03:06.16]
[03:07.05]We never knew how to interfere
[03:10.08]
[03:10.88]And now you're back and just unpacking
[03:13.88]
[03:14.80]Those bruised up takers you keep attracting
[03:17.46]
[03:18.35]You called me up from a payphone
[03:21.02]
[03:26.02]You called me up from a payphone
[03:28.68]
[03:33.44]You called me up from a payphone
[03:35.80]
[03:40.97]You called me up from a payphone

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作词 : Nick Dika/Mike DeAngelis/Tim Oxford/Max Kerman
作曲 : Nick Dika/Mike DeAngelis/Tim Oxford/Max Kerman
Hey
A hundreds of stories
Before I showed up
They'd tell them to me
And pull photos up
They're all connected
Like a pair of handcuffs
No one seemed affected
That everyone is ******
But there was a softness
Some kind of understanding
Those 2 am decisions
Always shaky landings
And no one ever knew
What could be demanded
Maybe it's the cards
The cards that she was handed
You called me up from a pay phone
I said hang tight I can drive you home
I pulled on up and with a southern accent
I offered you my dad's leather jacket
I met her at a party
She'd come straight from work
Complained that the regulars
Were all a bunch of jerks
She always looked tired
But she dazzled as a drunk
She even pulled off
That stupid hair cut
She said I don't need a sponsor
Or the best lover
Just a man that sees me
As some fixer upper
The last few years
That I've been running for cover
Trying to sleep
So I can visit my mother
You called me up from a pay phone
I said hang tight I can drive you home
I pulled on up and with a southern accent
I offered you my dad's leather jacket
In september when it goes off like some goddamn alarm clock
And it hits her like a third shot conversations she just stares off
There's no longer a voice calling when she goes out saying
'I'll be up waiting for you'
You called me up from a payphone
I said hang tight I can drive you home
I pulled on up and with a southern accent
I offered you my dad's leather jacket
When times were tough in the worst years
We never knew how to interfere
And now you're back and just unpacking
Those bruised up takers you keep attracting
You called me up from a payphone
You called me up from a payphone
You called me up from a payphone
You called me up from a payphone