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Arkells
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Leather Jacket
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 effected that everyone had fucked
But there was a softness, a kind of understanding
Those 2am decisions are always shaking landings
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 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
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 of that stupid haircut
She said 'I don't need a sponsor, or the best lover
some man that sees me as some fixer-upper'
The last few years I've been running for cover
Trying to sleep so I can visit my mother
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
Now you're back and just unpacking
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Those bruised up takers you keep attracting
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
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
Then I said
Who the fuck uses a payphone?
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