Mark Mallman White Leather Days lyrics

Of all the dirty words, put downs and pick up lines
the prophecy in question, where does your street meet mine?
Love is a bank you rob for whatever it's worth
do what the moonlight tells you to, and nobody gets hurt

the money changes hands, the screen door slams
when you still got time you change your plans

White Leather Days
and you were my girl
White Leather Days
and you were my girl

of all the restless summers, we felt our way in the dark
your little boom box pumping “love will tear us apart”
the only thing that tore was the jeans I wore
I guess you gotta kick before you score


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another nuclear winter here in the stranglehold
one morning you wake up and your 100 years old
a double coke and whiskey will help you misbehave
so what we cant get back anymore
we've always got that old new wave

some nights at 2 AM I crank it up to ten
it white leather, my saturday night thing
kickin back that bottle of night train
my switch blades back in the
White Leather Days

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