Текст (слова) песни: Joan Jett And The Blackhearts - Black Leather (Live)
(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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