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• Artiste: Screeching Weasel
• Titre: Leather Jacket
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I wanna tell you what's on my mind And i wanna bill you for wasted time And wasted cigarettes that quenched your fix And wasted spit I left there upon your lips I'm getting used to the fact you left And I'm getting used to the loneliness But even if you knew that you wouldn't care And now i sit and talk to an empty chair And bang my head against the wall And think up ways i should've told you to fuck off But I won't lose a bit of sleep 'Cause I know that you're really just a creep And I've got something that I'm gonna keep Forever and ever and ever Your leather jacket