Denim Jacket Songtext
von Sammy Rae & The Friends

I′m at the after party
Everybody's talking for me
Everybody′s talking fast and loud
I figure maybe if I get my jacket
Step outside and get myself some air
Then I could share myself more fully with the crowd

It's in the front room closet
Yeah, find it with its pockets on the inside
Big enough to hold my shame
I put the thing around my shoulders
Suddenly, it's looking like I did not come to play
I already won the game

And I was anxious, didn′t know how to act
Socially speaking, I had lost my tact
Nobody gave me no time to react
Good thing I had my bulletproof (denim jacket)
Whoa, ah
Hey!

Hey, hah!


Now I′m on the patio
Listening to an old friend
She is crying on some man who never loved her right
And I say, "Why don't you just do it for him?
You could write it in a get-well-soon card
Break it off real easy, ain′t no need to start a fight"

Somebody shouted over (ooh, ooh, ooh)
Why you always look that way
And sound the way you do and why you try so hard? (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
Oh, listen to the way you're talking
Nobody else feels that way
And go read something somewhere if you think that you′re so smart

'Cause you′re anxious, don't know how to act, do you now?
Socially speaking, you have lost your tact
You think it's funny when you talk like that
Woah, but I got a foolproof (denim jacket)
Whoa, ah

I was anxious didn′t know how to act, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
And I would say that I had lost my tact
I feel the hot heat coming like a heart attack, ah, ah
But I got a fireproof (denim jacket)
Whoa, ah


See, I am under pressure, but I ain′t never fresher
And I am under pressure, but I ain't never fresher
I am under pressure, but I ain′t never fresher
I am under pressure, but I ain't never fresher

Oh, oh, when I think I′m doing more than enough (I am under pressure)
You gotta tell me that it's never enough (I am under pressure)
I think I′m doing more than enough (I am under pressure)
But you say that it's never enough (I am under pressure)
But I got it, ah, ah, denim jacket, whoa, oh (I am under pressure)
And I am under pressure but I ain't been never fresher, no

And I′m on the way back home, ah
Walking to the beat
I can feel the street below my feet, I can smell the air so clear
Now papasito doesn′t make no sense
Leaning up against the fence
And he's calling out something his mama wouldn′t wanna hear

Said "Turn around now love
And I can call you love because I love"
"The way you walk away all straight up and tall"
Oh, call me by my first name or you call me nothing at all
'Cause we ain′t nothing at all (nothing at all) no, no, oh, oh, no

And I was anxious, I didn't know how to act, oh, oh
I would say that I had lost my tact
Nobody gave me no time to react
Oh, good thing I had my bulletproof denim jacket
Woah, oh, denim jacket

Anxious, I don′t know how to act
I'm getting nervous baby, I'm thinking about turning back, oh, oh
You think it′s funny when you talk like that, oh, oh
And I got a foolproof
Yes (denim jacket)