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Текст песни screeching weasel - Leather Jacket

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I wanna tell you what`s on my mindAnd i wanna bill you for wasted timeAnd wasted cigarettes that quenched your fixAnd wasted spit I left there upon your lipsI`m getting used to the fact you leftAnd I`m getting used to the lonelinessBut even if you knew that you wouldn`t careAnd now i sit and talk to an empty chairAnd bang my head against the wallAnd think up ways i should`ve told you to fuck offBut I won`t lose a bit of sleep`Cause I know that you`re really just a creepAnd I`ve got something that I`m gonna keepForever and ever and everYour leather jacket

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