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Leather Jacket  Arkells

Intro
[D]  
[Verse 1] 
[D]Hundreds of stories
[G]Before I showed up
[D]They'd tell them to me
[G]And pull photos up
[Em]They're all connected
[D]Like a pair of handcuffs
[G]No one seemed affected
[A]That everyone is f**ked
[D]But there was a softness
[G]Some kind of understanding
[D]Those 2am decisions
[G]Always shaky landings
[Em]And no one ever knew
[D]What could be demanded
[G]Maybe it's the cards
[A]The cards that she was handed
[Cborus] 
[G]You called me [D]up from a pay phone[A]
I said "Hang [Bm]tight, I can [A]drive you home"
[G]I pulled on [D]up and with a southern [A]accent
I offered [Bm]you my dad's [A]leather jacket
[Verse 2] 
[D]I met her at a party
[G]She'd come straight from work
[D]Complained that the regulars
[G]Were all a bunch of jerks
[Em]She always looked tired
[D]But she dazzled as a drunk
[G]She even pulled off
[A]That stupid hair cut
[D]She said, "I don't need a sponsor
[G]Or the best lover
[D]Just a man that sees me
[G]As some fixer-upper
[Em]The last few years
[D]I've been running for cover
[G]Trying to sleep
[A]So I can visit my mother"
[Cborus] 
[G]You called me [D]up from a pay phone[A]
I said "Hang [Bm]tight, I can [A]drive you home"
[G]I pulled on [D]up and with a southern [A]accent
I offered [Bm]you my dad's [A]leather jacket
[Cborus 2] 
[G]When times were[D] tough in the wors[A]t years
We never [Bm]knew how to [A]interfere
[G]And now you're[D] back and just un[A]packing
Those bruised up [Bm]takers you [A]keep attracting
[Bridge] 
[Em]In September
[D/F#]When it goes off
[G]Like some god damn
[A]Alarm clock
[Em]And he hits her
[D/F#]Like a third shot
[G]Conversations
[A]She just stares off
[Em]There's no longer
[D/F#]A voice calling
[G]When she goes out
[A]Saying, "I'll be up waiting for you"
[Cborus] 
[G]You called me [D]up from a pay phone[A]
I said "Hang [Bm]tight, I can [A]drive you home"
[G]I pulled on [D]up and with a southern [A]accent
I offered [Bm]you my dad's [A]leather jacket
[Cborus 2] 
[G]When times were[D] tough in the wors[A]t years
We never [Bm]knew how to [A]interfere
[G]And now you're[D] back and just un[A]packing
Those bruised up [Bm]takers you [A]keep attracting
[Outro] 
[G]You call me [D]up from a pay phone [A]
[Bm]Ooh[-]-o[A]oh[-]-o[G]oh
(x4)
And I said, "Who the f**k uses a pay phone?"

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