Black Leather lyrics
(steve jones)
Ooh,
Well, he's all geared up, walkin' down the
street
I can see the slime, drippin' down his sleeve
Well, you can't
refuse and you just can't choose what he's gonna do
Well, you can't refuse
and you just can't choose what he's gonna do
Ooh,
Well, it's
late at night, and I'm all alone
I can hear the boots gettin' near her
home
Well, you can't refuse and you just can't choose what he's gonna
do
Well, you can't refuse and you just can't choose what he's gonna
do
Scratch, scratch, he's clawing at the door
Whoa, no, I
can't take it anymore
Crack, crack I'm feeling so sore,
I never
should have asked for black leather
Black leather, black leather, black
leather
You can try to hide, you know you won't get far
You
let him in, and you'll start again
Well, you can't refuse and you just
can't choose what he's gonna do
Well, you can't refuse and you just can't
choose what he's gonna do
Scratch, scratch, she's clawing at the
door
Whoa, no, I can't take it anymore
Crack, crack I'm feeling so
sore,
I never should asked for black leather
Black leather, black
leather, black leather
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