I'm at the after party

Everybody's talking for me, everybody's talking fast and loud

I figure maybe if I get my jacket, step outside and get myself some air

Then I could share myself more fully with the crowd

It's in the front room closet, you find it with its pockets

On the inside big enough to hold my shame

I put the thing around my shoulders, suddenly I'm looking like I did not come to play

I already won the game

And I was anxious didn't know how to act

Socially speaking, I had lost my tact

Nobody gave me no time to react

<span begin="59.857" end="1:02.122">Good thing I had my bulletproof</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="1:02.190" end="1:03.223">(Denim jacket)</span></span>

Woah, ah

Hey

Hey, hah

Now I'm on the patio

Listening to an old friend, she was crying on some man who never love her right

And I say, "Why don't you just do it for him?

You could write it in a get-well-soon card, break it off real easy, ain't no need to start a fight'"

Somebody shouted over, "Why you always look that way?

And sound the way you do and why you try so hard?

Oh, listen to the way you're talking,

Nobody else feels that way, and go read something if you think that you're so smart"

<span begin="1:53.427" end="1:55.979">'Cause you're anxious don't know how to act</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="1:56.195" end="1:57.218">(Do ya now?)</span></span>

Socially speaking, you had lost your tact

You think it's funny when you talk like that

<span begin="2:04.945" end="2:07.229">Woah, but I got a foolproof</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="2:07.262" end="2:08.245">(Denim jacket)</span></span>

Woah, ah

I was anxious didn't know how to act, no, no, no, no, no

And I would say that I had lost my tact

I feel the hot heat coming like a heart attack

<span begin="2:21.710" end="2:23.808">But I got a fireproof</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="2:23.526" end="2:24.625">(Denim jacket)</span></span>

Woah, ah

See I am under pressure, but I ain't never fresher

And I am under pressure, but I ain't never fresher

I am under pressure, but I ain't never fresher

I am under pressure, but I ain't never fresher

<span begin="2:42.273" end="2:46.956">Oh, oh, when I think I'm doing more than enough, you gotta tell me that it's never enough</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="2:42.734" end="2:46.052">(I am under pressure, but I ain't never fresher)</span></span>

<span begin="2:46.777" end="2:50.705">I think I'm doing more than enough, but you say that it's never enough</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="2:46.788" end="2:50.054">(I am under pressure, but I ain't never fresher)</span></span>

But I got it, ah, ah, denim jacket, woah-oh

And I am under pressure, but I ain't been never fresher

And I'm on the way back home, ah

Walking to the beat, I can feel the street below my feet, I can smell the air so clear

Now papasito doesn't make no sense

Leaning up against the fence

And he's calling out something his mama wouldn't wanna hear

Said, "Turn around now love,

And I can call you love because I love the way you walk away all straight up and tall"

Oh, call me by my first name or you call me nothing at all

<span begin="3:26.919" end="3:31.535">'Cause we ain't nothing at all, no, no, no</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="3:28.615" end="3:30.064">(Nothing at all)</span></span>

And I was anxious, I didn't know how to act

Oh, oh I would say that I had lost my tact

Nobody gave me no time to react

Oh, good thing I had my bullet proof denim jacket

Woah, oh denim jacket

I'm anxious and don't know how to act

I'm getting nervous baby., I'm thinking about turning back, oh, oh

You think it's funny when you talk like that? Oh, oh

<span begin="3:59.362" end="4:03.262">And I got a fool proof, yes</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="4:03.274" end="4:04.537">(Denim jacket)</span></span>