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Текст (слова) песни: The Runaways - Black Leather



(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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