Jimmy Money : Leather Jacket Blues

[Verse 1] Met her on Tinder, name was Elspeth McCrae, We drank six gins in a bar near Renfrew Way. She laughed like thunder, lips red like regret, Said, “I’m from Inverness but I’ve no reason to go back… yet.” ⸻ [Verse 2] We wandered Paisley ’til the streets ran dry, Shared chips and secrets under a sodium sky. I said, “This night’s a good one — let’s keep it loose,” She said, “Aye, but Queen Street’s calling — I can’t miss that caboose.” ⸻ [Chorus] Now she’s gone north and I’m headin’ west, Left me standin’ there in my Sunday vest. But it ain’t her ghost that I cry into my booze… It’s that brown leather jacket — Oh lord, I got the Leather Jacket Blues. ⸻ [Verse 3] It had brass buttons and a tear on the sleeve, Smelled like petrol, smoke, and patchouli leaves. Gave it to her at the station, like a proper gent, She waved from the platform… And I wept like the rent. ⸻ [Bridge – Spoken, emotional:] “She said, ‘I’ll post it back, I swear.’ But I never got the jacket. Only a text that said: ‘Cheers, Jimmy. It’s cozy.’ With a thumbs-up emoji. A thumbs-up, Jack…” ⸻ [Final Chorus] Now I ride these rails in my cold regret, With a neck that’s chilly and a soul that’s wet. She stole my warmth, my style, my booze… But most of all — She stole my Leather Jacket Blues.