Guns 'N' Roses

Guns 'N' Roses - Black leather songtekst

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Ooh, 

Well, she's all geared up, walkin' down the street.
And I can feel the slime, drippin' down her sleeve.
Well, you can't refuse and you just can't choose what she's gonna do.
Well, you can't refuse and you just can't choose what she's gonna do. 

Ooh, 

Well, it's late at night, and I'm all alone.
And I can hear her boots as she's near her home.
Well, you can't refuse and you just can't choose what she's gonna do.
Well, you can't refuse and you just can't choose what she'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. Ooh, black leather,
ow black leather. 

And you can try to hide, but you won't get far.
You can let her in, and you'll start it again
Well, you can't refuse and you just can't choose what she's gonna do.
Well, you can't refuse and you just can't choose what she'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. Ooh, black leather,
ow black leather. 

You can't put your arms around a memory 

It doesn't pay to try,
All the smart boys know why,
It doesn't mean, I didn't try,
I just never know, why. 

It's isn't 'cause I'm all alone
Oh, baby, you're not home.
And when I'm home
Big deal, I'm still alone. 

It's so restless, I am,
Beat my head against a pole
Try to knock some sense, down 'side my bones.
And even though it don't show,
Those guys are so old.
Can't put your arms around a memory,
Can't put your arms around a memory,
Can't put your arms around a memory.
Don't try
Don't try 

You're just a basket case.
And you got no name.
Could you live with me?
Go on and say.
And even though it don't show
Those guys are so old.
Can't put your arms around a memory, 

Can't put your arms around a memory.
Can't put your arms around a memory.
Don't try
Don't try 


"Johnny you're me
Yeah, you're memory
I wanna put my arms around your memory
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Auteur: Steve Jones (2)

Componist: ?

Publisher: Geffen Records, Inc.

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Uitgegeven in: 1993

Taal: Engels

Komt voor op: The spaghetti incident? (1993)

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