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Dryjacket - 03 - You're Welcome

“45”

Have you seen my hands?
Just look at 'em shake.
And the song just keeps on repeating,
Drop the needle again.
And I dance with your ghost,
Oh, but that ain't the way…
I can't move on and I can't stay the same.

And all my friends say…

"Hey hey, turn the record over.
Hey hey, and I'll see you on the flip side.
There you go, turn the key and engine over.
Let her go, let somebody else lay at her feet."

Have you seen my heart?
Have you seen how it bleeds?
And the nights are so long baby
Out here in the deep.
The tick, ticking of hours, lonely.
I hear the alarm
I used to hear when she would sleep in my arms.

But "better sense" says…

"Hey hey, turn the record over.
Hey hey, and I'll see you on the flip side.
There you go, turn the key and engine over.
Let her go, let somebody else lay at her feet."

And all my friends say,
"Hey hey, turn the record over.
Hey hey, and I'll see you on the flip side.
There you go, turn the key and engine over.
Let her go, let somebody else lay at her feet."

Where you used to be…here with me

Handwritten

"45"

If I could write, I'd tell you how much I’ve missed these nights.
Where we dig around the bones, and try to find peace and patches for the holes.
I lit a cigarette off a parking meter.
The corner boys told her how I was dying to meet her.
Like a prayer I said, on a dead man's knee.
You drove up like a parade.

You and your high top sneakers and your sailor tattoos.
And your ole '55 that you drove through the roof
Of the sky, up above these indifferent stars.
While you just kept coming apart.

You and your high top sneakers and your sailor tattoos.
And your ole '55 that you drove through the roof
Of the sky, up above these indifferent stars.
While you just kept coming apart, straight in my arms.
Straight in my arms. 

And I miss it sometimes.
Shakin’ like a leaf on the corner of life.
But I heard it's all right, 
The radio spoke to a good friend of mine.
And I can feel it coming up as the night’s getting warm.
I saw your summer dress hanging on the back of the lawn.
Like a dream I remember from an easier time.
With the top rolled down on a Saturday night.

You and your high top sneakers and your sailor tattoos.
And your ole '55 that you drove through the roof
Of the sky, up above these indifferent stars.
While you just kept coming apart.

You and your high top sneakers and your sailor tattoos.
And your ole '55 that you drove through the roof
Of the sky, up above these indifferent stars.
While you just kept coming apart, right in my arms.
Right in my arms.

I always dreamed of Classic cars and movie screens.
And trying to find someway to be redeemed.

Baby darling, we will be, in the cold, cold ground.

You and your high top sneakers and your sailor tattoos.
And your ole '55 that you drove through the roof
Of the sky, up above these indifferent stars.
While you just kept coming apart.

You and your high top sneakers and your sailor tattoos.
And your ole '55 that you drove through the roof
Of the sky, up above these indifferent stars.
While you just kept coming apart, straight in my arms.
Straight in my arms.
You fell straight in my arms. 


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