Sex Pistols - Black Leather
She´s all geared up
Walking down the street
I can feel her slime
Looking down her sheet
But well you can´t refuse
And you just can´t choose
What she´s gonna do
I said you can´t refuse
And you just can´t choose
What she´s gonna do
It´s late at night
And i´m all alone
I can hear her boot
We´re getting near her home
But well you can´t refuse
And you just can´t choose
What she´s gonna do
I said you can´t refuse
And you just can´t choose
What she´s gonna do
Well scratch scratch
She´s clawing at the door
Oh no I can´t stick anymore
Crack crack
I feel so sore
I never should have asked for
Black leather black leather
Black leather black leather
You can try so high
You know you won´t get far
You will let her in
And she´ll start again
But well you can´t refuse
And you just can´t choose
What she´s gonna do
I said you can´t refuse
And you just can´t choose
What she´s gonna do
Well scratch scratch
She´s clawing at the door
Oh no I can´t stick anymore
Crack crack
I feel so sore
I never should have asked for
Black leather black leather
Black leather black leather
Black leather black leather
Black leather black leather