Lyrics:
WITH EVERY TRAIL I'M TAKING, I'M GONNA LEAVE A TRAIL BEHIND
HELL BENT FOR LEATHER I RIDE
AND I'M A FAR CRY FROM SETTLING DOWN
AIN'T NO-ONE BREAKING MY
Where were you in '79 when the dam began to burst
Did you check us out down at the local show
Were you wearing denim, wearing leather
Did you run
Money on the floor
Lighters on the dresser
Drop my top, no one can do it better
Diamonds and the leather
Wood and the chrome
Bopping ass hoes just
up the hills of Hollywood
We'll get along, as far as we stay together
If we have cold we'll use the highjack leather
Highjack leather, highjack
Hell For Leather
Hell for leather, would I ever, want to walk in your shoes
Hell for leather, now and forever
Trodden on and feeling the blues
Hell
hand still dripping from the bar.
Got you in my vehicle and the strangeness is far gone
Black leather where do you wanna go?
Long legs, teeth as white
Leather boots poundin' the floor
Black and shiny kickin' the door
The police, hit the streets
They would never take the boots off of their feet
trouble
If you go into your dance
You'll forget your woe
So
Come, get together
Let the dance floor feel your leather
Step as lightly as a feather
and the whole world smells sweet
Read the papers, keep aware
While you're lounging in your leather chair
And if things don't look so good
Shake your head
Here come the woman
With the look in her eye
Raised on leather
With flesh on her mind
Words as weapons
Sharper than knives
Makes you wonder
leaves his door ajar
As he swings his whip from the Boer War
He wore a leather mask for his dinner guests
Totally nude and with deep respect
Proposed
The cowboy lives forever And dreams .
.. As long as there's a faded pair of blue jeans Wide
brimmed hats and leather There's a little bit of Roy
The cowboy lives forever And dreams ... As long as there's a faded pair of blue jeans Wide brimmed hats and leather There's a little bit of Roy
Real gangster
In a leather trench coat, made in Milano
Black leather felt disguise me my skin
Dark night, Tricky and Kino
It's time for a drink,
the world on fire
Flaming youth, our flag is flying higher and higher and higher
My uniform is leather, and my power is my age
I'm gettin' it together
I get ahead on my motorbike
I get ahead on my motorbike
I feel so quick in my leather boots
I feel so quick in my leather boots
My mood is black
Teeth are fire, tongue has melted
I wake and find the dog, I hear it
It's leather fists have seen the pavement
I see the door, I watch him enter
I'm mixing business with leather
Christmas with Heather
Freaks flock together
And make all the be-boys scream
All right
Turn it up now
All
my hand
Said I wouldn't do it, but I did it again
And I know I'll be back tomorrow night, ooh
I wear a town like a leather jacket
When the new
pilot driftin' through our lives
Somewhere between ragged and right
We're a gang of drug store cowboys
With silver spurs and leather vests
Hillbilly
to pray
I try to make the worst seem better
Lord, show me the way
To cut through all his worn out leather
I've got a hundred million reasons to walk
Oh, little stranger
Bring my baby back home
My leather glove grips the wheel
My leather glove grips the wheel
I see the sun disappear
I see
it with a sickle of leather
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
And gather it all in a bunch of heather
Then he'll be a true love of mine
a craze, Dad
These are the craze
Shine shine shine
Bleed like a craze, Dad
These are the craze
Seek for a leather journey
Never stopped to think
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