Jesse Thomas - Leather Jacket lyrics
[Jesse Thomas - Leather Jacket lyrics]
Remember when you told me that
Your jacket is real leather
That you make lots of money and
You wear that shit for pleasure
Do you baby, do you baby
You said you live fast
First time you had sex was in
The back of a red cadillac
Did you baby, did you baby?
I should of seen it coming
Like a freight train running down the tracks
Like a bullet screaming out like a woman
Uho uho remember when you told me bout
Your scars in the bars
When you beat three mean that
Were taller than you are
Did you baby, did you baby
Your really good on drums
Were in three diffrent bands
But, you sold of that kit to
Save your mother from a jam
Did you baby, did you baby?
I should of seen it coming
Like a freight train running down the tracks
Like a bullet screaming out like a woman
Uho uho
Im not impressed by your two face bitch
Of a wanna be but never will
Sunglass wearing top ordanairy youre broke
But youre dressed to kill
Guy like you are a dime a dozon only
People you impress are momma and your cusion
I should of seen it coming
Like a freight train running down the tracks
Like a bullet screaming out like a woman
Uho uho
Your jacket is real leather
That you make lots of money and
You wear that shit for pleasure
Do you baby, do you baby
You said you live fast
First time you had sex was in
The back of a red cadillac
Did you baby, did you baby?
I should of seen it coming
Like a freight train running down the tracks
Like a bullet screaming out like a woman
Uho uho remember when you told me bout
Your scars in the bars
When you beat three mean that
Were taller than you are
Did you baby, did you baby
Your really good on drums
Were in three diffrent bands
But, you sold of that kit to
Save your mother from a jam
Did you baby, did you baby?
I should of seen it coming
Like a freight train running down the tracks
Like a bullet screaming out like a woman
Uho uho
Im not impressed by your two face bitch
Of a wanna be but never will
Sunglass wearing top ordanairy youre broke
But youre dressed to kill
Guy like you are a dime a dozon only
People you impress are momma and your cusion
I should of seen it coming
Like a freight train running down the tracks
Like a bullet screaming out like a woman
Uho uho