Текст песни Black Leather (live) - Joan Jett and the Blackhearts
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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