(Steve Jones)
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
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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- Miscellaneous
- Mercury Albums Anthology
- The Mercury Albums Anthology
- Live In Japan
- The Runaways - The Mercury Albums Anthology
- Edgeplay: A Film about The Runaways
- And Now...The Runaways
- Japanese Singles Collection
- 70s FM Radio: The Runaways
- Bad Girls (Live)
- Born to Be Bad
- Dazed and Confused
- Respect: A Century of Women in Music
- Little Lost Girls
- The Best of the Runaways
- Metal-Age: The Roots of Metal
- The Runaways
- Queens of Noise
- Absolute Rock Classics 3
- Neon Angels