Guns N' Roses
Black Leather

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



Mirror lyrics:


ow black leather
Black leather. Ooh, black leather,
I never should asked for black leather.
Crack, crack I'm feeling so sore,
Whoa, no, I can't take it anymore.
Scratch, scratch, she's clawing at the door.

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.
You can let her in, and you'll start it again
And you can try to hide, but you won't get far.

ow black leather.
Black leather. Ooh, black leather,
I never should asked for black leather.
Crack, crack I'm feeling so sore,
Whoa, no, I can't take it anymore.
Scratch, scratch, she's clawing at the door.

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.
And I can hear her boots as she's near her home.
Well, it's late at night, and I'm all alone.

Ooh,

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.
And I can feel the slime, drippin' down her sleeve.
Well, she's all geared up, walkin' down the street.

Ooh,


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