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• Artiste: The Runaways
• Titre: Black Leather
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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