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Well, i wear this leather jacket just to try and beat the cold
Well, i know it's not the thing but then it's all of two years old
Though i never was a punk - i'm sure you'll understand
But a sixty-five pound leather, you just cannot throw away
So i'll wear it just from a to b but not on saturdays
At the meeting of the cult - i'll be a different man
Out of style
That's what i hear them saying - inside my head
Oh yes, it looks real cool but is it out of style this week?
All the world's so full of problems i just don't know what to do
Should my jacket have three buttons? - am i out of style with two?
Is my hair too long? - 'cause i think i feel a change
I guess i should be ready for it, i look younger than my age
And i think there's something stirring in the corner of the page
Of the nme - and i let them lead the way
Out of style
That's what i hear them saying - inside my head
Oh yes, it looks real cool but is it out of style this week?
Out of style
That's what i hear them saying - inside my head
Oh yes, it looks real cool but is it out of style this week?
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