Black Leather by Guns n' roses

Artist: Guns n' roses

Album: The Spaghetti Incident

Guns n' roses The Spaghetti Incident Black Leather

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
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've 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've asked for black leather
Black leather, ooh, black leather
Ow, black leather
Black leather, black leather, black leather
Black leather, black leather, black leather
Author: Guns n' roses
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