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