Black Leather — текст песни (Guns N` roses)

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