Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Black Leather, artist - Guns N' Roses. Date of issue: 31.12.1992
Song language: English
Black Leather |
| Verse |
| 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, |
| Verse |
| 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. |
| Chorus |
| 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. |
| Verse |
| 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. |
| Chorus |