The Runaways - Black Leather lyrics

[The Runaways - Black Leather lyrics]

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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