SONG INFORMATION
Song: Black Jacks
Artist: Girls Aloud
Featured On: Tangled Up (2007)
Written By: Miranda Cooper, Brian Higgins, Tim Powell, Nick Coler, Jody McClure, Carla Williams
Produced By: Xenomania
“Black Jacks” is a song recorded by Girls Aloud for their third album “Chemistry” but failed to be included on it’s final release. The track was subsequently included on their fourth album “Tangled Up”. “Black Jacks” is featured as the albums sixth song. The track has a run time of 4 minutes and 20 seconds and is registered on ASCAP with Girls Aloud as a credited artist.
LYRICS
Oh, there’s something that I want to say to you
And jumping in your face just wouldn’t do
Cos summer in the sun don’t pay
And sure if crazy’s what you feel then tell a soul
Here’s something on your plate still getting cold
Well ain’t that just a crying shame
It’s hard having fun
When you can’t see the sun anymore
Wasting my time and I see
When you’re following me to the door
It’s hard having fun
When you can’t see the sun anyway
Wasting my time and I see
When you’re following me all the way
There’s Black Jacks running down my back
And I said stop cause I love you baby
I fight hard and blue, with you
When I’m down and I say
Black Jacks running down my back
And I said stop cause I love you baby
I fight hard and blue, with you
Cause you drive me crazy
New York’s nothing
Come and get stuck in
Won’t you come rocking
Cause I gotta feel
When your beep beeps get it
Crazy don’t sweat it
Honey just forget it
If you keep to real
New York’s nothing
Come and get stuck in
Won’t you come rocking
Cause I gotta feel
When your beep beeps get it
Crazy don’t sweat it
Honey just forget it
If you keep to real
There’s Black Jacks running down my back
And I said stop cause I love you baby
I fight hard and blue, with you
When I’m down and I say
Black Jacks running down my back
And I said stop cause I love you baby
I fight hard and blue, with you
Cause you drive me crazy
Woah, woah, yeah
Woah, woah, yeah
Teacher, didn’t you know
I’m getting into the boat
These boots are making me slow
Ain’t you going too fast
The future’s selling the past
Keep on telling me so
Teacher, didn’t you know
I’m getting into the boat
These boots are making me slow
Ain’t you going too fast
The future’s selling the past
Keep on telling me so
There’s Black Jacks running down my back
And I said stop cause I love you baby
I fight hard and blue, with you
When I’m down and I say
Black Jacks running down my back
And I said stop cause I love you baby
I fight hard and blue, with you
Cause you drive me crazy
I said stop
Oh oh oh, woah!
Oh oh oh oh!