Black Leather – Guns N Roses (Letras)

Ooh,
Well, she s all geared up, walkin down the street.
And I can feel the slime, drippin down her sleeve.
Well, you can t refuse and you just can t choose what she s gonna do.
Well, you can t refuse and you just can t choose what she s gonna do.
Ooh,
Well, it s late at night, and I m all alone.
And I can hear her boots as she s near her home.
Well, you can t refuse and you just can t choose what she s gonna do.
Well, you can t refuse and you just can t choose what she 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. Ooh, black leather,
ow black leather.
And you can try to hide, but you won t get far.
You can let her in, and you ll start it again
Well, you can t refuse and you just can t choose what she s gonna do.
Well, you can t refuse and you just can t choose what she 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. Ooh, black leather,
ow black leather.

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