Lyrics:
of the leather thing
Your heads your legs are the perfect team
To night it's right to commit a flink
You look so good in your pantyhose
You drive me nuts
You don't have to move
A muscle just do the brow beatin'
Heavy leather resurrection shuffle
Think about nothing now
You're nice and high
You're
We'll be together
'Cause I really want is you
We'll be forever
'Cause I gotta stick with you
I'm wearing leather
And I really think it's cool
Yeah, we are dancing tonight
Under a strawberry light
And it's our time
All the girls are dressed in leather
And the boys are wearing feathers
It's
you got me figured out
'Cause my leather's too black and my Harley's too loud
You say it's a reflection of where I come from
But you don't know about
Her silver veil,
Will lift no more,
She is too pale,
I knew her before
Her leather boots,
Stand by the door,
Her tender feet,
Rest on the floor
leather, spikes, and swords
Mighty warriors with metal on their side
Enemies of metal, your death is our reward
Triumphant victory when you bring
its mountains of worth
Fur and feathers, and leather, and scales
They'll tear you apart if they get the chance
Fur and feathers, and leather
a better life, his' a harder life
He walked his rhythm in worn leather shoes, the sole split
Down in an old leather jacket
She walked her rhythm in designer
An industry sustained by our desire
To force suffering on others
Their lives for leather...
All for our fashion...
You're taking their skin...
What makes a man feel small? Is it points of pleasure in leather?
What makes him go way off where the fights are gagging still?
Take what you can
They don't understand us
Safety pins and leathers
Better than being a drag queen
False eye-lashes and leathers
Better than mugging old ladies
a leather coat
The dust of Barcelona
Sticks to her heels as she walks through the door
And he thinks “What the hell does she come here for?
Maybe she
And the ones who deserved it, they'll never understand it
Yes, I know I'm going to Hell in a leather jacket
Least I'll be in another world while you're pissing
The dial tone is broken by the operator
Who hums the curious thing about leather
Sunday morning traffic came
And it pushed you down to another place
Where
the girls
I like your lips and your open eyes
Your music and the way you cry
I think the picture's Paris, France
You were wearing leather
feel better?
In your fancy leather
And your Mother's fitted dress on
I thought that I was doin' better at takin' all my leisure
I thought that I was
place, no mark
Just voices in the dark
The floor is covered in champagne
The leather and the blood, and all the sudden rain
Man, you, you should've
true
I got the power
And I feel it in you
What's your big idea of paradise?
Some diamond dusted, patent leather, love divised
I swallow all your
Still protecting the magic feather
Holding tight to your supporting crutch
Writing scripts on worn out leather
Still waiting on a divine touch
His skin was soft as leather
I'm the weatherman
No one else more dedicated
I'm the weatherman
Well, hey kid
You got the right
But
Strap 'em up and leather's bound
Puss in boots pass it around
Crack the plastic feel the spike
Come in any color you like
Chopped and screwed rubber's
She comes to you from the dark abyss
She knows how to ease your pain
Five inch heels and her black leather boots
She makes you moan and scream
on the silver screen might be seen,
or Broadway stage were all the rage,
with his black leather autograph book,
and his black leather pastoral pumps,
and his
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