Sammy Rae & The Friends - Denim Jacket (Live at the Roadrunner)

I'm at the after party, everybody's talking over me Everybody's talking fast and loudI figure maybe if I get my jacketStep outside and get myself some air Then I could share myself more fully with the crowdIts in the front room closetFind it with its pockets on the inside Big enough to hold my shameAnd I put the thing around my shouldersSuddenly I'm looking like I did not come to playCuz I already won the gameI was anxious didn't know how to actSocially speaking, I had lost my tactNobody gave me no time to reactGood thing I had my bulletproof denim jacketOohaa, denim jacketNow I'm on the patio, listening to an old friend who is crying On some man who never loved her rightI say why don't you just do it for him? Write it in a get-well-soon cardBreak it off real easy ain't no need to start a fightSomebody shouted overWhy you always look that way and sound the way you doAnd why you try so hard?I say listen to the way you're talkingNobody else feels that wayNow go read something if you think that you're so smartI was anxious didn't know how to actSocially speaking, I had lost my tactHe thinks it's funny when he talks like thatI hit 'em with that bulletproof denim jacketOohaa, denim jacketI was anxious didn't know how to act, no no no no noSocially speaking I had lost my tactI feel the hot heat coming like a heart attack, good thing I got my fireproof denim jacket. OohaaSee I am under pressure, but I ain't never fresherWhen I think I'm doing more than enough You gotta tell me that its never enoughI think I'm doing more than enough But you say that its never enough But I got it, denim jacketI am under pressure but I ain't been never fresherNow I'm on the way back homeWalking to the beat I can feel the street below my feetI can smell the air so clearNow papasito doesn't make no senseLeaning up against the fence And he's calling out something his mama wouldn't wanna hearSaid turn around now loveAnd I can call you love because I love the way you walk away straight up and tallCall me by my first name or you call me nothing at allCuz we ain't nothing at allI was anxious didn't know how to actI would say that I had lost my tactNobody gave me no time to reactGood thing I had by bullet proof denim jackOohaa denim jacketAnxious don't know how to actI'm getting nervous baby I'm thinking about turning backYou think its funny when you talk like thatBut I got a fool proof denim jacket