She's a real ball-buster, don't trust her She's in a most peculiar phase You can rear end her oh it'll send her She wants you, she'll have you her own
Well, I'm running away From this house on the hill There's a devil inside Sitting on the window sill And it's a wild Friday night And I'm all on my own
You say that all you want are the simple things Long walks on lonely beaches, guitars with nylon strings But underneath you'd rather leap through a hoop
Without you I no longer swim upstream Where are you when I try to fill the spaces in between The red letter days and all the pain And while I remain shipwrecked
Here am I standing by To see if you still love me Why conceal? You still feel The need to push and shove me Take love for better, take love for worse
Nobody left in the airport lounge They cleaned the ashtrays TV's just wound down I've got to wait till morning I've got to last the night I've only got
leather jackets, that'll be the day Look at them boys, leather jackets Look at them boys in leather jackets Look at them boys Look at them boys in leather jackets In leather
Well, I'm work shy, I'm wild-eyed So shut that door when the baby cries Keep me well fed, give me warm bread Lay my body on a feather bed And spoil me
It's so hard to say goodbye When there's nothing left to give When this house is just a hill of bones Where you and I once lived If we put it back together
The weather man he looks confused Shakes his fist at the sky like you used to do But you don't remember things like that do you? The balance was uneven
in the after life And look at them boys in leather jackets Second skin, not fade away Danger girls love leather jackets Play back to back, and that'll be the day Leather jackets
翻訳: ジョン、エルトン. レザージャケット.
the after life And look at them boys in leather jackets Second skin, not fade away Danger girls love leather jackets Play back to back, and that'll be the day Leather jackets
: She's a real ball-buster, don't trust her She's in a most peculiar phase You can rear end her oh it'll send her She wants you, she'll have you her
: You win again, you gypsy heart I count the days that we're apart I sleep alone when you're away No sense in saying I wish you'd stay It's all the same
: The weather man he looks confused Shakes his fist at the sky like you used to do But you don't remember things like that do you The balance was uneven
: Well I'm running away From this house on the hill There's a devil inside sitting on the window sill And it's a wild Friday night And I'm all on my
