Well, She's all geared up walking down the street. And I can feel the liquid, Dripping from his sleeve. Well, you can not refuse and you just can not choose What it will do Well, you can not refuse and you just can not choose What it will do
Well, it's late at night And I'm alone And I can hear her boots to get a home Well, you can not refuse and just can not choose what she will do Well, you can not refuse and just can not choose what she will do
Spider, scraper, she scratches the door Oh no, I Can not take it anymore Break, break, I feel so sore, I Never Should Have Asked for Black leather Black leather, Black leather, black leather
And you can try hide You know you will not get far Can you let it in, and Will start again
And you just can not choose what will she do Well, you can not deny
And you just can not choose what she will do
Alexandra
Compositor: Joan Jett - The RunawaysPublicado em 1999ECAD verificado fonograma #10574618 em 12/Abr/2024