I am wearing my nice warm black jacket It keeps me warm It keeps the rain off me It makes me look satisfied Like a professional writer or Something similar It makes me look grown up And I feel very snazzy It shows I like to go out and party Like to a restaurant to buy a Nice hot pizza and coke And I feel like I can live forever Because the jacket brings back memories of my childhood Like, I remember back when I lived in Woodberry which is near Newcastle Where me and my brother both had black jackets and this made us both very cool, in a hip way Maybe we were imitating fonzie On happy days And both me and my brother Were using our imaginations To improve fonzie' character I said we could give fonzie a disguise and put his black jacket on to outsmart burglars My brother said fonzie doesn't Have a disguise and I said If you use your imagination he can