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from AC/DC - Stiff Upper Lip (2000)
Well I was out on the drive on a bit of a trip
Looking for thrills to get me some kicks Now I warn you ladies - I shoot from the hip I was born with a stiff - Stiff upper lip Like a dog in a howl I bite everything And I'm begging down low And I bought your fame I keep a stiff upper lip And I shoot from the hip I keep a stiff upper lip And I shoot And I shoot Shoot from the hip Yeah I shoot from the hip now listen Well I'm working it out And I done everything And I can't be found no Can you feel my sting Man I keep a stiff upper lip And I shoot from the hip yeah I keep a stiff upper lip And I shoot And I shoot And I shoot, shoot, shoot Shoot from the hip - solo - Well I'm out on the prowl And I found your thing I got the teeth that will bite you Can you feel that sting Babe keep a stiff upper lip And I shoot from the hip I keep a stiff upper lip And I shoot, shoot, shoot from the hip I got a - Stiff upper lip better believe me - Stiff upper lip comin' down - Stiff upper lip Save my - Stiff upper lip Yeah! I got a stiff upper lip stiff upper lip stiff upper lip I got a stiff upper lip Wooa I got a stiff upper lip stiff upper lip Na na na stiff upper lip And I shoot And I shoot Yeah I shoot shoot from the hip! |
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from AC/DC - Stiff Upper Lip (2000)
Now I'm gonna watch the fire (?)
Night time or day Looking at a female Hey, hey, hey Gotta get up and come home And run around the hay Making her sweat, Telling her to last all through the day Man it's getting hot - hot - hot I said man it's getting hot - hot - hot It's getting hotter And hotter Man it's getting hot - hot It's getting hot around here It's a meltdown It's a meltdown I got a feeling in my bones I been working my brains out All night long Stoke another fire Take them hard up to the wall Burn the longest log Burn me down Man it's getting hot - hot - hot I said man it's getting hot - hot - hot It's getting hotter, and hotter Man it's getting hot, hot It's getting hot around here It's a meltdown It's a meltdown It's a meltdown It's a meltdown - solo - Man it's getting hot - hot - hot I said man it's getting hot - hot - hot It's getting hotter And hotter And hotter And hotter It's a meltdown It's a meltdown It's a meltdown It's a meltdown It's a meltdown - Gonna burn It's a meltdown - I said burn, burn It's a meltdown Meltdown Meltdown It's a meltdown It's a meltdown |
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from AC/DC - Stiff Upper Lip (2000)
Hum dinger
Bell ringer Got a nasty sting, eh To slow you down Mud slinger Gold digger Who fought the finger Do you tell Digging in the mud on the tv show Lightning burning in the middle of the road Are you coming in Are you coming in I said Come in to the house of Come in to the house of Come in to the house of jazz Come in to the house of Come in to the house of Come in to the house of jazz, jazz Pole stripper Big tipper Gotta slap and tickler to make you crawl Spinning the bottle on the tv show Turning, fighting and give it I don't know Are you coming in Are you coming in I said Come into the house of Come into the house of Come into the house of jazz Come into the house of Come into the house of Come into the house of jazz Are you coming in Come on in - solo - Are you coming in Are you coming in I said Come into the house of Come into the house of Come into the house of jazz Come into the house of Come into the house of Come into the house of jazz, yeah Are you coming in Do you come on in I said in to the house of jazz Come into the house of Come into the house of Come into the house of jazz The house of jazz |
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from AC/DC - Stiff Upper Lip (2000)
I got a big fat Cadillac built for you
I got a honk that'll blow the avenue Got a hot dog kickin' all bend my thing Got a a sugar looking woman with a bald headed man Give me five o here boy, that's what I'll do Got a big fat momma who can hold a tune Gotta slip that bone in hard and mean A honky tonk woman get the best of me Can't hold me back Can't hold me back Can't hold me back Get a heart attack Can't hold me back Got a honky tonk big ball hit to thrill I got a sugar boot money baby that'll kill A honky tonk 15 golden mile Gotta bald headed woman loaded in the town You can get me to the ball man, drivin' in And don't balk the kill, call in the 'ville You gotta map the wrong town, hit the road You got the whole boppa movin' on down the road Can't hold me back You can't hold me back You can't hold me back You get a heart attack Can't hold me back You can't hold me back You can't hold me back You can't hold me back You get a heart attack Can't hold me back You can't hold me back, you can't hold me back You can't hold me back, you can't hold me back Can't hold me back, you can't hold me back You can't hold me back, you get a heart attack Can't hold me back (hold me back) You can't hold me back (hold me back) You can't hold me back (hold me back) Can't hold me back (hold me back) You can't hold me back (hold me back) Can't hold me back (hold me back) You can't hold me back (hold me back) You can't hold me back |
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from AC/DC - Stiff Upper Lip (2000)
Head over baby give me your hand
Check out the lay of the land Need a little rockin' in my big limousine Oh, come on over baby and I'll make you obscene I feel safe in New York City I feel safe in New York City I feel safe in New York City I feel safe in New York City All over the city and all of the dives Don't mess with this place, it will eat you alive Got a lip smacking honey to suck off the jam I'm on top of the world now, ready to slam I feel safe in New York City I feel safe in New York City I feel safe in New York City I feel safe in New York City I feel safe in New York City I feel safe in New York City I feel safe in New York City I feel safe in New York City - solo - Running all over like a jumping bean Take a look at that thing in the tight assed jeans Coming your way now, you may be in luck Don't you fret boy, she's ready to buck I feel safe in New York City I feel safe in New York City I feel safe in New York City I feel safe in New York City - solo - I feel safe in New York City I feel safe in New York City I feel safe in New York City I feel safe in New York City I feel safe in New York City I feel safe in New York City I feel safe in New York City Let it rip New York New York New York I feel safe in a cage in New York City Throw away the key |
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from AC/DC - Stiff Upper Lip (2000)
(Woho!)
When I see a pretty woman, you know it gives me a thrill When she's tellin' me to hold her, you know I can't stand still And you won't need a doctor, 'cause it'll cure all ills And when I hear your noisy party, you know it give me a chill It gets Rockin' and a' Rollin', and I can't stand still From mornin' til midnight, you know I can't stand still You know I can't stand still I can't stand still You know I can't stand still I can't stand still From mornin' til midnight, you know I can't stand still Oh yeah - solo - Well when it comes to sippin' honey, you know I'm drinkin' my fill And if I'm left without a bottle, you know I can't stand still From mornin' til midnight, you know I can't stand still You know I can't stand still I can't stand still I can't stand still You know I can't stand still From mornin' til midnight, you know I can't stand still You know I can't stand still I can't stand still Babe I can't stand still I just can't stand still From mornin' til midnight, you know I can't you know I can't stand still (thank you lads) |
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from AC/DC - Stiff Upper Lip (2000)
Don't you give me no line
Better run if you can Just like a thorn in the side So don't give me no Don't you give me no Don't you give me no Don't you give me no lies You can't stop rock 'n' roll You can't stop rock 'n' roll Don't you play me no jive A bit of fun on the side Too much crap make you blind So don't give me no Don't you give me no Don't you give me no Don't you give me no whine You can't stop rock 'n' roll You can't stop rock 'n' roll You can't stop rock 'n' roll You can't stop rock 'n' roll I said, ah ah ah Ah ah ah Ah ah ah You can't stop rock 'n' roll You can't stop rock 'n' roll You can't stop rock 'n' roll You can't stop rock 'n' roll Listen up.... Ah ah ah Ah ah ah You can't stop rock 'n' roll You can't stop rock 'n' roll I said you can't stop rock 'n' roll You can't stop rock 'n' Roll |
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from AC/DC - Stiff Upper Lip (2000)
She make the place a' jumping
The way she move around She like a romp and rolling That when she get it out And when she start a rocking She bring me to the boil She like to give it up some New satellite blues New satellite blues New satellite blues New satellite blues I'll bet your clear for watchin' Yeah, yeah she's running hot She got the set for pumpin' She gonna take the lot The way she get the puddin' She's getting set to bowl I'd like to chew it up some New satellite blues New satellite blues New satellite blues New satellite blues, yeah, yeah New satellite blues New satellite blues New satellite blues New satellite blues Can't get nothing on the dial The freakin' thing's gone wild All I get is the god damned news New satellite blues, yeah - solo - New satellite blues New satellite blues, yeah New satellite blues New satellite blues I got the satellite blues New satellite blues New satellite blues New satellite blues This ain't nothing but a load of crap (???) You can stick it through your bones Oh yeah I got the new satellite Blues |
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from AC/DC - Stiff Upper Lip (2000)
Don't smoke, don't fight, don't light no cigarettes
Or else you wind up in the can No jokes, don't write, sit tight, don't fool around You are a guest of uncle Sam Stand up, look right, don't sludge and stand at ease Allow no sex above the knees When I snap you jump into the masterplan I'll be damned! Well, I'll be damned... I'll be Damned - if I drink or smoke Damned - if I steal your jokes I'll be Damned - If I go for broke Damned if I do, and damned if I don't, yeah Don't talk, don't fool, don't try to mess around I make a monkey out of you You sign your name right on the dotted line I'll be damned! I'll be Damned - if I drink or smoke Damned - if I steal your jokes I'll be Damned - If I go for broke Damned if I do, and damned if I don't, yeah -solo- I'll be Damned - if I drink or smoke Damned - if I steal your jokes I'll be Damned - If I go for broke Damned if I do, and damned if I don't, yeah I'll be Damned - if I drink or smoke Damned - if I steal your jokes I'll be Damned - If I go for broke I'm Damned if I do, and damned if I don't I'll be Damned I'll be Damned I'll be Damned I'll be Damned I'll be Damned, I'll be Damned I'll - Be - Damned |
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from AC/DC - Stiff Upper Lip (2000)
Picking up the sleaze in my car
Hell no distance too far Burning down the road in the night Don't you scold me or I'll bite These are the finer things in life Don't think you live in paradise I've got my filly wrapped in red Upon my double decker bed If you want it come and get it (come and get it) If you want it come and get it (come and get it) If you want it come and get it (come and get it) If you want it come and get it Suckin' up the juice in the bar Downin' every shooter so far Checkin' out the girls what a sight If you gonna blow me do it right These are the finer things in life Don't think you live in paradise I've got my filly wrapped in red Upon my double decker bed If you want it come and get it (come and get it) If you want it come and get it (come and get it) If you want it come and get it (come and get it) If you want it come and get it Come and get it If you want it come and get it If you want it come and get it (come and get it) If you want it come and get it (come and get it) If you want it come and get it (come and get it) I said If you want it (come and get it) If you want it (come and get it) If you want it If you want it If you want it come and get it Come and get it right here |
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from AC/DC - Stiff Upper Lip (2000)
Get ready
You think you're kind of tough You're walking down the road When you want any more Your girlfriends blow over Things go tough And you strut your stuff And I want your face And you're out of luck Yes you are It's all screwed up All screwed up It's all screwed up All screwed up If you want to kick some butt But you wanna screw your knots And when you can't take no more Then she push you out of the door When things go hot Like a dog gone mad She can pack some punch But you're out to lunch, black and white It's all screwed up All screwed up It's all screwed up All screwed up It's all screwed up It's all screwed up Can't tell one from the other All screwed up - solo - I said it's all screwed up All screwed up All screwed up All screwed up It's all screwed up, yes it is All screwed up It's all screwed up All screwed up Screwed up It's all screwed up It's all screwed up She can pack, yeah pack some punch But you're allways out to lunch It's all screwed up It's all screwed up It's all screwed up, yes it is All screwed up It's all screwed up, yeah |
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from AC/DC - Stiff Upper Lip (2000)
Oh yeah
Well there will be no words of fighting, around here 'Cause I have no manners 'Cause it ain't clear Well it could be on a Monday Or it could even be a Sunday So if you can't stand the distance You better disappear Do I make myself clear I'm ready to rock I'm gonna rip it Ready to rock Yeah I'm gonna stick it Give it up, give it out Whip it up, all about Stick it up, shout it loud Come on Give it up Give it up Give it up Give it up Oh yeah Well it's a big storm a' howling, around here And there be no one to sinning, and no beer I'm gonna aim to fire a rocket There ain't no damn way to stop it I got a sure fire bullet to get you out of here I said - do I make myself clear I'm ready to rock Yeah I'm gonna whip it Ready to rock Yeah, I'm gonna stick it Give it up, give it out I said whip it up, all about You gotta stick it up, shout it loud Come on Give it up Give it up Give it up Give it up I'm going crazy on your wedding-night Take your pick of anything you like Give it up Give it up Sitting pretty, all ready to bite She give it up, I get cream delight Give it up Give it up Give it up Give it up Give it up, give it out Whip it up, all about You gotta stick it up, shout it loud Give it up, all around Give it up Give it up Stick it up, stick it out Stick 'em down Give it up, all around Give it up Give it up Give it up Give it up Give it up Sticking it out Give it up Give it up Give it up Yeah baby Do I make myself clear |
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from AC/DC - Ballbreaker (1995)
A Rollin' rock, Electric shock
She gives a lickin' that doesn't stop [That don't stop] She line 'em up, Push you 'round Smokin' rings going round and round Her hot potatoes Will elevate you Her bad behavior Will leave you standing proud *hard as a rock [I'm hard as a rock] Hard as a rock Harder than a rock [Well it's harder than a rock] Hard as a rock Harder than a rock [Well it's harder than a rock] The lightnin' rod, Strike it hot Gonna hit you like a Rushmore rock [It's gonna hit you like a Rushmore rock] No nicotine, and no pipe dreams So low and dirty it's darn right mean Hell elevator I'll see you later [Yeah, sooner or later] no I ain't gonna take it I'm busting out [Listen, I'm busting out] * Repeat yea Hard as a rock Harder than a rock Hard as a rock yea I'm getting harder yeah yeeeeeeeeaahh! harder than a rock Well I'm harder than a rock Hard as a rock Baby I'm harder than a rock Hard as a rock Well it's harder than a rock hard as a rock Yeah it's harder than a rock yeah hard as a rock well I'm harder than a rock hard as a rock yes I'm harder, harder, harder, harder than a rock. |
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from AC/DC - Ballbreaker (1995)
I like to slip into something good
I see a young girl in the neighborhood The way she move, I must confess I like to run my hands up and down her legs The way she dress, she look so fine I'll make her wet, I'll make her mine [Gonna make her mine] She like it hard, she like it slow [She don't like it slow] All right honey, come on lets go Baby, what you want, it's the way she move [Baby, feel what you want] Feel what you need, come on let's go [Baby, feel what you need] Cover you in oil I wanna cover you in oil [Let me cover you in oil] Let me cover you in oil [I wanna cover you in oil] Cover you in oil [Let me cover you in oil] [Yeah] Pull on the zip, she give good lip service It's nothing for the show, I just pay to see her go She make you hot, you spray your lot [So] Comin' in honey, we're headin' to the top The way she push, don't give a dime [she don't give a dime] Abuse your life, gonna make you satisfied She's kinda rough, she give it tough Come on honey and strut your stuff Baby [feel] what you want, it's the way she move [Baby,] Feel what you need, come on let's go Cover you in oil I wanna cover you in oil [Cover you in oil] Let me cover you in oil [I wanna cover you in oil] Cover you in oil [Let me cover you in oil] [Let's go Ooooh yeah Yeeeeeeeah Baby what you want It's the way she move me Feel what you need So come on let's go - yeah Cover you in oil Cover you in oil Let me cover you in oil I wanna cover you in oil I wanna cover you in oil Cover you in oil Let me cover you in oil Cover you in oil Cover you In oil |
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from AC/DC - Ballbreaker (1995)
[Here comes the Furor]
Kick the dust, wipe the crime from the main street Await the coming of the lord Hangin' round with them low down and dirty Bringing order from the boss What's the furor 'bout it all Leave you pantin', bust your balls Kicked around, messed about, get your hands dirty On the killin' floor I'm your furor I'm your furor, baby [Come on, yeah] Friend of mine, cross the line to a new state I can shake the law Find a mine, gonna build me a new place No knockin' door to door I'm your furor I'm your furor, baby What's your furor I'm your furor [Yeah, yeah, yeah] Bring on the furor [c'mon] [Well] I'm your furor What's your furor [Baby] Feel the furor I'm your furor baby I'm your furor What's your furor baby Feel the furor You're my furor I'm your furor I'm your furor |
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from AC/DC - Ballbreaker (1995)
Some people say, I'm only out at night
Maybe those folks, might of got it right And some people say I drive a cadillac car Or sell my wares hauntin' hotel bars I'm the boogie man, [yeah] the boogie man [Yeah, yeah, yeah] I like fine suits, smoke the best cigars Like talkin' sex to women, girls in fast cars I might be under the bed, ready to bite So little girl becareful, when you're on your own tonight ['Cause] I'm you're boogie man, you're boogie man And I hope, that you don't misunderstand your boogie man [Oh, I'm your boogie man I'm your boogie man Yes I'm your boogie man I'm your boogie man Yow, here we go And I hope, that you don't misunderstand Your boogie man] And don't let the sun, come up on me Your boogie man I'm your boogie man, your boogie man [I'm your boogie man, your boogie man I'm your boogie man, your boogie man Boogie man I'm your boogie man Yeah yeah I'm your boogie man I'm your boogie man Boogie man] |
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from AC/DC - Ballbreaker (1995)
Honey roll over, and lettuce on top
Strap you to the bed, and make you rock Run it up the flag, send it on home Push you to the wall, and make you moan She's mine, take what I want Get what I need, don't take it all [So] Don't you hide, gonna blow my mind C'mon taste it honey cause she feel fine She turn it on, Upside down She turn me on, Inside out She turn it on, all around She turn me on, She turn it on Baby bend over, touch your toes [Honey bend over] She take over, the bomb explodes A rockin' rollercoaster, flyin' off the top Take you high diving, off the long drop [Yeah] She's mine, take what I want Get what I need, don't take it all Don't you hide, Gonna blow my mind [I wanna blow my mind] C'mon taste it honey cause she feel fine She turn it on, Upside down She turn me on, Inside out She turn it on, all around She turn me on, She turn it on [Yeah She turn me on She's mine, take what I want Get what I need, don't take it all Don't you hide, gonna blow my mind C'mon taste it honey, cause she feel fine Yeah Oooh yeah She turn it on, Upside down She turn me on, Inside out She turn it on, all around She turn me on, She turn it on She turn it on She turn me on She turn it on She turn me on Yeow She keep a turnin' me on She keep a turnin' me on She keep a turnin' me on She keep a turnin' me on Yeah she keep a turnin' me on She keep a turnin' me on She keep a turnin' me on She keep a turnin' me on She turn me on On and on She keep a turnin' me on She keep a turnin' me on ] |
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from AC/DC - Ballbreaker (1995)
[Oooh yeah]
Burnin' alive, set my soul on fire Runnin' with a gun, this place is gonna burn No firewater, or novacaine No thunderstorm, no John Wayne No kids to rock, nowhere to run So watch out 'cause this place is gonna burn Burnin' alive, Burnin' alive Burnin' alive, Burnin' alive [Burnin' alive, Burnin' alive] They be smokin' your hide, come runnin' wild Tell you nothin' to fear, cause the buck stops here! He came from a little town called Hope And someday, maybe, it'll go up in smoke [I say] No firewater, or novacaine, No thunderstorm, and no John Wayne No kids to rock, nowhere to run So watch out, cause this place is gonna burn Burnin' alive, Burnin' alive Burnin' alive, Burnin' alive It's an all out war, an all out war Burnin' alive, Burnin' alive Somewhere, there's a little town called Hope and someday, maybe baby, he'll inhale that smoke! [Yeah, we're] Burnin' alive, Burnin' alive [Burnin' alive, Burnin' alive Burnin' alive, Burnin' alive Burnin' alive, Burnin' alive] It's an all out war, an all out war Hear the battle roar, it's an all out war [Yeah we're] Burnin' alive, Burnin' alive [Burnin' alive, Burnin' alive] [Yeah] Watch the place burn down |
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from AC/DC - Ballbreaker (1995)
He be the count of Monte Cristo
Could be a quake any day Maybe somebody from Siam Begin the era of a new rage Keeps lickin' all the honey Chewin' up the fat he rakes Instead of sending to the lions They cover him with praise All hail Caesar, Hail, Hail! All hail Caesar, Hail, Hail! Down at the epicenter Things started heatin' up Rockin' on the richter scale [Rockin' up the richter scale] Swinging in the chariot Around and around we go The senators rehearse the tale Starring in the coliseum Tied upon the rack Up comes the thumb of Caesar To stab you in the back All hail Caesar, Hail, Hail! All hail Caesar, Hail, Hail! Down at the epicenter Things started heatin' up Rockin' on the richter scale Swingin' in the chariot Around and around we go the Senators rehearse the tale Watch out Caesar, watch out Caesar [I said hail, I said hail! I said Hail, I said Hail! Hail Hail Hail Hail Hail Hail Hail Hail Hail ] [All hail Caesar, hail, hail! All hail Caesar, hail, hail! All hail Caesar, hail, hail! All hail Caesar, hail, hail! You need eyes in the back of your head boy, or you're dead.] |
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from AC/DC - Ballbreaker (1995)
Love bomb, love bomber
It's a comin' on strong I can't take it any longer Come a rockin' through the door Crusin' the sky, let's fly Blowin' on down and die Open your bays, get ready, it's bomb's away! Love bomb, love bomber Don't scare no bother Where the size doesn't matter Come long, short or badder Crusin' the sky, let's fly Blowin' on down and die Open your bays and drop those bombs away! Love bomb, comin' on, Love bomb Love bomb, get it hard Love bomb [Love bomb, get it on Love bomb, gimme some Love bomb, get it hot Love bomb, yeah, yeah, yeah Love bomb, comin' on Love bomb, give me some Love bomb, get it hot Love bomb, yeah Love bomb, love bomber Love bomb, love bomber Love bomb, love bomber Love bomb, love bomber |
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from AC/DC - Ballbreaker (1995)
Runnin' 'round with the wrong crowd
Goin' out on a last stand Playin' too hard and too loud Bad cards in a bad hand Wanna dance, wanna sing Whip you with that lickin' thing Tonight I'm gonna kick up Out drivin' in a big truck And maybe I'll get beat up Caught with your pants down Caught with your pants down Caught with your pants down Caught with your pants down Lining up for a roll call Goin' out with a big bang Gettin' caught in a shootout Take it hard like a big man Woman workin' so hot Givin' it everything you've got Just like it's never gonna stop [Ooh] Tonight I'm gonna kick up Out drivin' in a big truck And maybe I'll get beat up Caught with your pants down Caught with your pants down Caught with your pants down Caught with your pants down [Yeah, yeah, yeah] She take 'em down down down [Ooh] She rip off her stockin's when the place started rockin' Down down down She was a woman with a mission stick it in your face Caught with your pants down Down down down down down Caught with your pants down Caught with your pants down [Caught with your pants down Yeah Rockin' with your pants down Caught me with my pants down I'm happy with my pants down Caught you with your pants down Everybody caught you with your pants down Sneakin' in the alley with your pants down Bustin' in the room (?) with your pants down Ah (x17) Yeeeeeeeeeeeah, yeah ] |
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from AC/DC - Ballbreaker (1995)
I've been drinkin' all night long
So long baby, I'm gone [Oh yeah] [Well] Bloody Mary give me shivers from a shot Set up the shooters it's time for a drop [Give me] Old Jamaica, runnin' we come Down at the hatch Jack, the women and the fun We drink a lot, That demon drop This one's on me and here's to you Whiskey on the rocks a double or a shot Whiskey on the rocks Elixer from the top [You were] Drinkin' Mai Tais, Singapore sling Beam me up Jim, it's time to come in I'll have one more afore ye close up the door It's on the house mac, it's whiskey galore We drink a lot, that demon drop This one's on me, here's mud in your eye Whiskey on the rocks A double or a shot Whiskey on the rocks Elixer from the top [Yeah, yeah, yeah, come on Let's throw seven sheets to the wind - hahaha Fill 'em up too!] I'm drinkin' Whiskey on the rocks [A double or a shot Whiskey on the rocks A double or a shot Whiskey on the rocks A double or a shot Whiskey on the rocks A double or a shot I'm drinkin' Whiskey on the rocks I'll have a whiskey on the rocks Give me whiskey on the rocks Keep it comin' on the rocks ] [Yeah] Pour me a double here comes trouble on the rocks Whiskey on the rocks |
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from AC/DC - Ballbreaker (1995)
Breakin' balls, Bangin' walls
Work hard and tough, and I want some rough Unpack my bags, and take a drag When bang on nine, and [I'm] dead on time Open up the door And lay upon the floor She open her overcoat Livin' out her dreams Rippin' off my jeans You are a Ballbreaker Ballbreaker Engine roll, and time to go A razorback, a hog attack [I'm] Buildin' steam, [for] whippin' cream She likes a fat, smokin' stack Hangin' off her legs She threw me on the bed Her hand went for my throat As I began to choke She said, Honey shoot your load [Honey shoot your load] You are a Ballbreaker Ballbreaker Ballbreaker Yeah Wreckin' ball, let it roll You are a Ballbreaker Buildin' steam, for whippin' cream You are a Ballbreaker Hangin' off her legs She threw me on the bed Her hand went for my throat As I began to choke Honey shoot your load You are a Ballbreaker You are a Ballbreaker Ballbreaker Ballbreaker Ballbreaker Ballbreaker Ballbreaker Ballbreaker |
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from AC/DC - For Those About To Rock (1981)
We roll tonight [We're on tonight]
To the guitar bite Yeah, yeah, oh Stand up and be counted For what you are about to receive We are the dealers We'll give you everything you need Hail hail to the good times 'Cause rock has got the right of way We ain't no legend, ain't no cause We're just livin' for today For those about to rock, we salute you For those about to rock, we salute you We rock at dawn on the front line Like a bolt right out of the blue The sky's alight with the guitar bite Heads will roll and rock tonight For those about to rock, we salute you For those about to rock, we salute you For those about to rock, we salute you Yes we do For those about to rock, we salute you Oooh, salute! Oooh, ooooh yeah We're just a battery for hire with a guitar fire Ready and aimed at you Pick up your balls and load up your cannon For a twenty-one gun salute For those about to rock - fire We salute you For those about to rock, we salute you Those about to rock - fire We salute you Fire We salute you We salute you Come on, whooa For those about to rock, we salute you (x4) Shoot, shoot (x2) For those of you, for those who ???? Yeah (Ain't gonna get tired, won't take a break, we salute you.) We salute you (x3) Fire |
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from AC/DC - For Those About To Rock (1981)
I put the finger on you
My hands all out of control I can't stop it getting down on you It's moving on it's own accord Yes, I've got fire in my finger tips Radiating onto you I can't control it, can't even hold it It's knocking on your door And you know what it's for *I put the finger right on you I put the finger right on you You put your finger on me too Then I put the finger, I put the finger Yeah I put the finger, I put the finger I put the finger on you for sure It's the key to unlocking your door, don't you know I've broken through your security My hands ain't tied no more, you better watch out I can't control it, can't even hold it Speaking up for pleasure You can feel it on your ankle Feel it on your knee Feel it on your thigh Can you feel me? * Repeat I can't control it, can't even hold it Sneaking up on your front door You can feel it on your ankle Feel it on your knee Feel it on your thigh Can you feel me? Put it - right on you I'll do it if you want me to Can I put it? I put the finger on you I hit the spot |
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from AC/DC - For Those About To Rock (1981)
Loose lips sink ships
So come aboard for a pleasure trip It's high tide, so let's ride The moon is rising and so am I I'm gonna get it up Never gonna let it up Cruisin' on the seven seas A pirate of my loving needs I'll never go down, never go down *So let's get it up Let's get it up, get it right up Let's get it up, right to the top Let's get it up, right now Loose wires cause fires Getting tangled in my desires So screw 'em off and plug 'em in Then switch it on and start all over again I'm gonna get it up Never gonna let it up Ticking like a time bomb Blowing up the fuse box I'll never go down, never go down * Repeat |
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from AC/DC - For Those About To Rock (1981)
No mercy for the bad if they want it
No mercy for the bad if they plead No mercy for the bad if they need it No mercy from me Tell no truth and tell no lies Cross your heart and hope to die Never give what you can't take back Scratch like a cat Inject your venom It'll be your last attack No mercy for the bad if they want it No mercy for the bad if they plead No mercy for the bad if they need it V-E-N-O-M Got no heart, no - feel no pain Take your soul and - leave a stain Come choose your victim Take him by surprise Go in hard and get him Right between the eyes and - *Inject the venom Inject the venom Inject the venom Inject it all (Stick it in, stick it) * Repeat |
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from AC/DC - For Those About To Rock (1981)
Crashed out of the market, out on the floor
Washed up on the shore Bombed out of the City, out of the door Thrown up against the wall Put out of the picture, axe about to fall Walk before you crawl Dragged down to the bottom, screaming for air The shark must get his share You can see it coming, miles and miles away Women, drink and money are going to make you pay Snowballed, oh yeah Snowballed, they've done it again Snowballed, makin' me pay Snowballed Howl of the wolf, snow in his eyes Waiting to take you by surprise Eye of the needle, head of the fight Watch those teeth 'cause they're ready to bite You can see it coming, miles and miles away Women, drink and money are going to make you pay Snowballed, yes you have Snowballed, I've been fooled again Snowballed, that's all Snowballed Out of my mind One more time |
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from AC/DC - For Those About To Rock (1981)
Black shadow hangin' over your shoulder
Black mark up against your name Your green eyes couldn't get any colder There's bad poison runnin' through your veins *Evil walks behind you Evil sleeps beside you Evil talks arouse you Evil walks behind you Black widow weavin' evil notions Dark secrets bein' spun in your web Good men goin' down in your ocean They can't swim 'cause they're tied to your bed *Repeat You just cry wolf I sometimes wonder where you park your broom Oh black widow C'mon weave your web Down in your ocean You got 'em tied to your bed With your dark, dark secrets And your green, green eyes You black widow *Repeat Evil walks so bad |
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from AC/DC - For Those About To Rock (1981)
Call of a dog, cry of a bitch
Cream of a dream is the cause of the itch Call of the doctor, cash on demand If you get enough rope, might even hang *C.O.D. - care of the devil C.O.D. - the devil in me C.O.D. - care of the devil Care of the devil in me The curse of love is the cause of the pain The crime of the day is when you do it again Call of the doctor, cash on demand If you give them a finger, they'll take off your hand * Repeat (Down to the devil with me) Call of a dog, cry of a bitch The sign of the sinner is the size of his itch * Repeat I'm paying, paying, I'm paying C.O.D. Care of the devil, care of the devil in me It's the curse of love |
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from AC/DC - For Those About To Rock (1981)
Black sheep and a renegade
Hot feet in the cool of the shade Street shuffle and a tough childhoods Examinations done no good Crow bars and a hot wired cars Sneak thieves and cheap cigars No rebellion, not today I get my kicks in my own way Right, OK Just keep on breaking the rules Come on, get ready to rule Tough breaks in the neighbourhood A hard case who's up to no good Living like trash, a society rash Ready to break, and ready to dash A bad deal and a real rough ride You're doing time on the other side No rebellion, not today I get my kicks in my own way Right, OK Just keep on breaking the rules Come on, get ready to rule (Tough breaks) They got regulation ties Regulation shoes Those regulation fools With their regulation rules Just keep on breaking the rules Come on, get ready to rule Oh take off your ties and your regulation shoes You're nothing but a bunch of regulation fools And you got your regulation rules I'm going to do things my own way Every day and every way |
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from AC/DC - For Those About To Rock (1981)
Who's your leader, who's your man?
Who will help you fill your hand? Who's your friend and who's your foe? Who's your Judas, you don't know? Night of the long knives Where's that saviour, where's that light When you're praying for your life? Who's that fighting back to back? Who's defending whose attack? Night of the long knives (Stick 'em in the back woods) Night of the long knives |
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from AC/DC - For Those About To Rock (1981)
Blinded by a bright beam
Shattered by the windscreen Stunned by the whiplash I'm a victim of a bad crash I can do nothing right I never sleep at night Can't even start a fight My feet have left the ground Spinning round and round Spellbound, my world keeps a tumbling down Beaten by a blind bend Wrong way up a dead end Screaming through a speed trap As I tear into a tail back I can do nothing right I never sleep at night Can't even start a fight My feet have left the ground Spinning round and round Spellbound, my world keeps a tumbling down I'm slipping down I got my hands in the fire I'm sliding on an oil slick Blinded on a bad trip Yes and nothing's going to change it I can do nothing right Can't even sleep at night My feet have left the ground I'm spinning round and round Spellbound, my world keeps a tumbling down |
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from AC/DC - Back In Black (1980)
I'm a rolling thunder, a pouring rain
I'm comin' on like a hurricane My lightning's flashing across the sky You're only young but you're gonna die I won't take no prisoners, won't spare no lives Nobody's putting up a fight I got my bell, I'm gonna take you to hell I'm gonna get you, Satan get you *Hell's Bells Yeah, Hell's Bells You got me ringing Hell's Bells My temperature's high, Hell's Bells I'll give you black sensations up and down your spine If you're into evil you're a friend of mine See my white light flashing as I split the night 'Cause if good's on the left, then I'm stickin' to the right I won't take no prisoners, won't spare no lives Nobody's puttin' up a fight I got my bell, I'm gonna take you to hell I'm gonna get you, Satan get you * Repeat yeow Hell's Bells, Satan's comin' to you Hell's Bells, he's ringing them now Hell's Bells, the temperature's high Hell's Bells, across the sky Hell's Bells, they're takin' you down Hell's Bells, they're draggin' you around Hell's Bells, gonna split the night Hell's Bells, there's no way to fight, yeah Ow, ow, ow, ow Hell's Bells |
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from AC/DC - Back In Black (1980)
All you women who want a man of the street
But you don't know which way you wanna turn Just keep a coming and put your hand out to me 'Cause I'm the one who's gonna make you burn I'm gonna take you down - down, down, down So don't you fool around I'm gonna pull it, pull it, pull the trigger Shoot to thrill, play to kill Too many women with too many pills Shoot to thrill, play to kill I got my gun at the ready, gonna fire at will Yeah I'm like evil, I get under your skin Just like a bomb that's ready to blow 'Cause I'm illegal, I got everything That all you women might need to know I'm gonna take you down - yeah, down, down, down So don't you fool around I'm gonna pull it, pull it, pull the trigger Shoot to thrill, play to kill Too many women with too many pills Shoot to thrill, play to kill I got my gun at the ready, gonna fire at will 'Cause I shoot to thrill, and I'm ready to kill I can't get enough, I can't get the thrill I shoot to thrill, play to kill Yeah, pull the trigger Pull it, pull it, pull it, pull the trigger Oh Shoot to thrill, play to kill Too many women, with too many pills I said, shoot to thrill, play to kill I got my gun at the ready, gonna fire at will 'Cause I shoot to thrill, and I'm ready to kill And I can't get enough, and I can't get my thrill 'Cause I shoot to thrill, play it again Yeah Shoot you down Yeah I'm gonna get you to the bottom and shoot you I'm gonna shoot you Oh hoo yeah yeah yeah I'm gonna shoot you down yeah yeah I'm gonna get you down Yeah yeah yeah yeah Shoot you, shoot you, shoot you, shoot you down Shoot you, shoot you, shoot you down Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ooooooh I'm gonna shoot to thrill Play to kill Shoot to thrill yeah, ooh yeah |
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from AC/DC - Back In Black (1980)
You're working in bars
Riding in cars Never gonna give it for free Your apartment with a view On the finest avenue Looking at your beat on the street You're always pushing, shoving Satisfied with nothing You bitch, you must be getting old So stop your love on the road All your digging for gold You make me wonder Yes I wonder, I wonder Honey, whaddya do for money? Honey, whaddya do for money? Where you get your kicks? You're loving on the take And you're always on the make Squeezing all the blood out of men They're all standing in a queue Just to spend the night with you It's business as usual again You're always grabbin', stabbin' Trying to get it back in But girl you must be getting slow So stop your love on the road All your digging for gold You make me wonder Yes I wonder, yes I wonder Honey, whaddya do for money? Honey, whaddya do for money? Yeah, whaddya do for money honey, how you get your kicks? Whaddya do for money honey, how you get your licks? Go Yeow Honey, whaddya do for money? I said, Honey, whaddya do for money? oh ho honey Oh honey Whaddya do for money? What you gonna do Honey Oh yeah honey Whaddya do for money? What you gonna do? Awww, what you gonna do? |
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from AC/DC - Back In Black (1980)
She take you down easy
Going down to her knees Going down to the devil Down down to ninety degrees Oh, She's blowing me crazy Till my ammunition is dry Oh, She's using her head again She's using her head Oh, She's using her head again CHORUS: I'm just a givin' the dog a bone Givin' the dog a bone Givin' the dog a bone Givin' the dog a bone I'm just a givin' the dog a bone Givin' the dog a bone I'm just a givin' the dog a bone Givin' the dog a bone Yeow She's no Mona Lisa No, She's no Playboy star But she'll send you to heaven Then explode you to Mars Oh, She's using her head again Using her head again She's using her head Using her head again Oh, She's using her head again Using her head CHORUS Let's go Oooh, oh, oh, oh She got the power of union Yeah, She only hits when it's hot And if she likes what you're doing Yeah, She'll give you alot (Given everything she got) I've just given the dog a bone Givin' the dog a bone Givin' the dog a bone Givin' the dog a bone Givin' the dog a bone Givin' the dog a bone I've just given the dog a bone Givin' the dog a bone I'm just givin' the dog a bone Givin' the dog a bone Givin' the dog a bone Givin' the dog a bone I'm just a givin' the dog a bone Givin' the dog a bone I'm just a given a dog Givin' a dog Givin' a dog Ooooh I'm just a givin' a dog a bone |
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from AC/DC - Back In Black (1980)
Flying on a free flight
Driving all night With my machinery 'Cause I, I got the power Any hour To show the man in me I got reputations Blown to pieces With my artillery Whoa ho I'll be guided in We'll be ridin' given what you got to me Don't you struggle Don't you fight Don't you worry 'Cause it's your turn tonight CHORUS: Let me put my love into you, babe Let me put my love on the line Let me put my love into you, babe Let me cut your cake with my knife Oh, Like a fever Burning faster You spark the fire in me Crazy feelings Got me reeling They got me raising steam Don't you struggle Don't you fight Don't you worry 'Cause it's your turn tonight Yeah CHORUS Cut it Let me, let me Oooh CHORUS Oh Let me put my love into you, babe Let me put my love on the line Let me put my love into you, babe Let me give it all Let me give it all To you, to you Give it all |
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from AC/DC - Back In Black (1980)
Back in black
I hit the sack I've been too long I'm glad to be back [I bet you know I'm...] Yes, I'm let loose From the noose That's kept me hanging about I've been looking at the sky 'Cause it's gettin' me high Forget the hearse 'cause I never die I got nine lives Cat's eyes Abusin' every one of them and running wild *'Cause I'm back Yes, I'm back Well, I'm back Yes, I'm back Well, I'm back, back (Well) I'm back in black Yes, I'm back in black Back in the back Of a Cadillac Number one with a bullet, I'm a power pack Yes, I'm in a bang With a gang They've got to catch me if they want me to hang Cause I'm back on the track And I'm beatin' the flack Nobody's gonna get me on another rap So look at me now I'm just makin' my play Don't try to push your luck, just get out of my way * Repeat Well, I'm back, Yes I'm back Well, I'm back, Yes I'm back Well, I'm back, back Well I'm back in black Yes I'm back in black hooo yeah Ohh yeah Yes I am Oooh yeah, yeah Oh yeah Back in now Well I'm back, I'm back Back, I'm back Back, I'm back Back, I'm back Back, I'm back Back Back in black Yes I'm back in black Out of the sight |
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from AC/DC - Back In Black (1980)
She was a fast machine, she kept her motor clean
She was the best damn woman that I ever seen She had the sightless eyes, telling me no lies Knocking me out with those American thighs Taking more than her share, had me fighting for air She told me to come but I was already there Cause the walls start shaking, the earth was quaking My mind was aching, and we were making it You shook me all night long Yeah, you shook me all night long I'm working double time, on the seduction line She's one of a kind, she's just mine, all mine Wanted no applause, it's just another cause Made a meal outta me, and come back for more Had to cool me down, to take another round Now I'm back in the ring, to take another swing Cause the walls were shaking, the earth was quaking My mind was aching, and we were making it You shook me all night long Yeah you, shook me all night long Knocked me out, I said you, shook me all night long You had me shaking, and you shook me all night long Yeah you shook me, when you took me You really took me, and you, shook me all night long Oh, You shook me all night long Yeah, You shook me all night long You really got me, and you, shook me all night long Yeah you shook me, yeah you shook me All night long |
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from AC/DC - Back In Black (1980)
Whiskey, gin and brandy
With a glass I'm pretty handy I'm trying to walk a straight line On sour mash and cheap wine So join me for a drink boys We're gonna make a big noise So don't worry about tomorrow Take it today Forget about the cheque We'll get hell to pay Have a drink on me Have a drink on me Yeah Have a drink on me Have a drink on me On me Come on Dizzy, drunk and fightin' On tequila white lightnin' My glass is getting shorter On whiskey, ice and water So come on and have a good time And get blinded out of your mind So don't worry about tomorrow Take it today Forget about the cheque We'll get hell to pay Have a drink on me Have a drink on me Have a drink on me Have a drink on me On me Get stoned Have a drink on me Have a drink on me Yeah Have a drink on me Come on Oooh Gonna roll around Gonna hit the ground Take another swing Have another drink Gonna drink it dry Gonna get me high Come on all the boys Make a noise CHORUS Have a drink on me Have a drink on me Have a drink on me Have a drink on me Have a drink on me Have a drink on me Have a drink on me Have a drink on me Have a drink oooooooon me |
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from AC/DC - Back In Black (1980)
Idle juvenile on the street, on the street
Who is kicking everything with his feet, with his feet Fighting on the wrong side of the law, of the law Don't kick, don't fight, don't sleep at night It's shake a leg, shake a leg, shake a leg, shake it yeah Keeping out of trouble with eyes in the back of my face Kicking ass in the class and they tell me you're a damn disgrace They tell me what they think but they stink and I really don't care Got a mind of my own, move on, get out of my hair *Shake a leg, shake your head Shake a leg, wake the dead Shake a leg, get stuck in Shake a leg, shake a leg yeah Magazines, wet dreams, dirty women on machines for me Big licks, skin flicks, trickey dick's are my chemistry Goin' against the grain, trying to keep me sane with you So stop your grinnin' and drop your linen for me * Repeat Shake it Come on yeah, ow Idle juvenile on the street, on the street Kicking everything with his feet, with his feet Fighting on the wrong side of the law, of the law Spitting and biten' and kicking and fightin' for more Shake a leg, shake your head Shake a leg, wake the dead Shake a leg, get stuck in Shake a leg, play to win * Repeat Shake it Oh yeah Ow |
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from AC/DC - Back In Black (1980)
(All right)
Hey there, all you middle men Throw away your fancy clothes And while you're out there sittin' on a fence So get off your ass and come down here 'Cause rock 'n' roll ain't no riddle man To me it makes good, good sense Good sense Ow Oooh yeah Heavy decibels are playing on my guitar We got vibrations coming up from the floor We're just listening to the rock that's giving too much noise Are you deaf, you wanna hear some more We're just talkin' about the future Forget about the past It'll always be with us It's never gonna die, never gonna die Rock 'n' roll ain't noise pollution Rock 'n' roll ain't gonna die Rock 'n' roll ain't noise pollution Rock 'n' roll it will survive Yes it will, ha ha ha ha I took a look inside your bedroom door You looked so good lying on your bed Well, I asked you if you wanted any rhythm and love You said you wanna rock 'n' roll instead We're just talkin' about the future Forget about the past It'll always be with us It's never gonna die, never gonna die Rock 'n' roll ain't noise pollution Rock 'n' roll ain't gonna die Rock 'n' roll ain't no pollution Rock 'n' roll is just rock 'n' roll Oh Rock 'n' roll ain't noise pollution Rock 'n' roll ain't gonna die Rock 'n' roll ain't no pollution Rock 'n' roll ain't gonna die Rock 'n' roll ain't no pollution Rock 'n' roll it'll never die Rock 'n' roll ain't no pollution Rock 'n' roll Oh Rock 'n' roll is just rock 'n' roll |
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from AC/DC - Highway To Hell (1979)
Living easy, loving free
Season ticket on a one-way ride Asking nothing, leave me be Taking everything in my stride Don't need reason, don't need rhyme Ain't nothing I would rather do Going down, party time My friends are gonna be there too I'm on the highway to hell No stop signs, speed limit Nobody's gonna slow me down Like a wheel, gonna spin it Nobody's gonna mess me round Hey Satan, payed my dues Playing in a rocking band Hey Momma, look at me I'm on my way to the promised land I'm on the highway to hell (Don't stop me) And I'm going down, all the way down I'm on the highway to hell |
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from AC/DC - Highway To Hell (1979)
I've been around the world
I've seen a million girls Ain't one of them got What my lady she's got She steals the spotlight Knocks me of my feet She's enough to start a landslide Just walking down the street Wearing dresses so tight And looking dynamite Enough to blow me out No doubt about it can't live without it *The girl's got the rhythm The girl's got the rhythm She's got the backseat rhythm The girl's got the rhythm She's like a lethal brand Too much for any man She gives me first degree She really satisfies me Love me till I'm legless Aching and sore Enough to stop a freight train Or start the Third World War You know I'm losin' sleep I'm in too deep And my body needs love No doubt about it can't live without it * Repeat You know she moves like sin And when she lets me in It's like liquid love No doubt about it can't live without it * Repeat You know she really got the rhythm She's got the backseat rhythm Rock 'n' roll rhythm The girl's got the rhythm |
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from AC/DC - Highway To Hell (1979)
Out of my way I'm running high
Take your chance with me and I'll give it a try Ain't no woman in the world I know 'Cause I ain't looking for (an overflow?) Oh baby I ain't got much Resistance to your touch Take off the high heels, let down your hair Paradise ain't far from there I wanna walk all over you I wanna walk all over you Do all the things you want me to, babe I wanna walk all over you Reflections on the bedroom wall And there you thought you'd seen it all We're rising for the life to see You're looking so good under me I'm gonna walk all over you I'm gonna walk all over you Do anything you want me to (do to you) I'm gonna walk all over you Your mom did'nt want you to stay up So gimme those jeans, I'm gonna steal the show Leave on the lace and turn out the light Tonight is gonna be that night I'm gonna walk all over you I'm gonna walk all over you Do everything you want me to I'm gonna walk all over you |
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from AC/DC - Highway To Hell (1979)
It was one of those nights
When you turned out the lights And everything comes into view She was taking her time I was losing my mind There was nothing that she wouldn't do It wasn't the first It wasn't the last She knew we was making love I was so satisfied Deep down inside Like a hand in a velvet glove *Seems like a touch, a touch too much Seems like a touch, a touch too much Too much for my body, too much for my brain This kind of woman's gonna drive me insane She's got a touch, a touch too much She had the face of an angel Smiling with sin A body of Venus with arms Dealing with danger Stroking my skin Let the thunder and lightening start It wasn't the first It wasn't the last It wasn't that she didn't care She wanted it hard And wanted it fast She liked it done medium rare * Repeat Seems like a touch, touch too much You know it's much too much, much too much I really want to feel your touch too much Girl you know you're getting me much too much Seems like a touch Just a dirty little touch I really need your touch Cause you're much too much too much * Repeat |
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from AC/DC - Highway To Hell (1979)
Smiling face and loving eyes
But you keep on telling me all those lies How do you expect me to believe Honey I ain't on my knees Baby I got my eye on you 'Cause you do all the things they want you to Stop your crying and dry your tears I ain't that wet behind the ears You can throw me left And you can throw me right But where was you last night Beating around the bush Wish I knew what's on your mind Why you're being so unkind Remember those nights you spent alone Talking on the telephone Thoughts of you go through my brain You told me that you felt the same You said that you love me too You told me he was out with you I was talkin' birds And you was talkin' bees Oh was he down upon his knees Beating around the bush You're the meanest woman I've ever known Sticks and stones won't break my bones I know what you're looking for You ate your cake, you want some more I'm gonna give you just a one more chance Try to save our romance That is the thing I'm gonna do The rest is up to you You can chew it up And you can spit it out Let it all hang out Beating around the bush |
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from AC/DC - Highway To Hell (1979)
Out on the town, looking for a woman
Gonna give me good love Anybody want to hang out with me? And maybe burn me up? She was standing alone over by the jukebox Like she's something to sell I said, Baby what's the going price She told me to go to hell *Shot down in flames Shot down in flames Ain't it a shame To be shot down in flames Singles bar, got my eye on a honey Hanging out everywhere She minds my stay, she minds on her money I really don't care, no Said, Hey baby, you're driving me crazy Laying out on the line When a guy with a chip on his shoulder said Toss off buddy she's mine * Repeat (Hey you Angus, shoot me, shoot) * Repeat I don't want to be in pain Don't want to be shot down in flames |
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from AC/DC - Highway To Hell (1979)
Going out on the town
Just a me and you Gonna have ourselves a party Just like we use to do Nobody's playing Manilow Nobody's playing soul And no one's playing hard to get Just a good old rock 'n' roll *Get it hot, get it hot Come on baby, get it hot Get it hot, get it hot Alright Moving down the motorway Got a whole lotta booze Got myself a sweet little (mother) Whose got nothing to lose Gonna bend you like a G string Enough to light my fire (?) So get your body in the right place We'll set the world on fire * Repeat |
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from AC/DC - Highway To Hell (1979)
It's criminal
There ought to be a law Criminal There ought to be a whole lot more You get nothing for nothing Tell me who can you trust We got what you want And you got the lust *If you want blood, you got it If you want blood, you got it Blood on the streets Blood on the rocks Blood in the gutter Every last drop You want blood, you got it It's animal Livin' in a human zoo Animal The shit that they toss to you Feeling like a Christian Locked in a cage Thrown to the lions On a second's rage * Repeat Blood on the rocks Blood on the streets Blood in the sky Blood on the sheets If you want blood - you got it (I want you to bleed for me) If you want blood, you got it... |
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from AC/DC - Highway To Hell (1979)
You're the one I've waited for
I need your love more and more I don't know what your name is I don't know what your game is I want to take you tonight Animal apetite 'Cause I'm a love hungry man I'm a love hungry man Don't want no conversation I need sweet sensation And all I want to do Is make a beast out of you 'Cause I'm a love hungry man I got to get my hands on you (?) I'm a love hungry man I'm telling you I'm your love hungry man Oh babe you're such a treat Love, any love, hungry man And a man's got to eat You're the one I've waited for I need your loving more and more We're a duo 'Cause I'm a love, love hungry man |
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from AC/DC - Highway To Hell (1979)
Somewhere a clock strikes midnight
And there's a full moon in the sky You hear a dog bark in the distance You hear someone's baby cry A rat runs down the alley And a chill runs down your spine Someone walks across your grave And you wish the sun would shine No one's gonna warn you And no one's gonna yell 'Attack' And you don't feel the steel Till it's hanging out your back *I'm your Night Prowler, asleep in the day I'm your Night Prowler, get out of my way Look out for the Night Prowler, watch you tonight I'm the Night Prowler, when you turn out the light ... Too scared to turn your light out 'Cos there's something on your mind Was that a noise outside your window? What's that shadow on the blind? As you lie there naked Like a body in a tomb Suspended animation As I slip into your room * Repeat Solo * Repeat I'm your Night Prowler, break down your door I'm your Night Prowler, crawling 'cross your floor I'm your Night Prowler, make a mess of you, yes I will Night Prowler, and I am telling this to you There ain't nothing you can do (Shazbot Nanu Nanu) |
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from Last Action Hero (마지막 액션 히어로) by Michael Kamen [ost] (1993)
Riot on the radio
Pictures on the TV Invader man take what he can Shootout on the silver screen Sticking 'em up and knocking 'em down Living out a fantasy There's a bad man cruising around In a big black limousine Don't let it be wrong Don't let it be right Get in his way You're dead in his sights *Big gun Big gun number one Big gun Big gun kick the hell out of you Terminators, Uzi makers Shootin' up Hollywood Snakes alive with a .45 Setting off and doing no good If you ain't wise they'll cannibalise Tear flesh off you Classified lady killers Prayin' in the human zoo [Prey'in]? They saddle you up And take you to town Better look out When he come around *Repeat (Show down) Big gun, got a hot one Big gun, got a number one Big gun, loaded and cocked Big gun, hot hot hot Got big gun, ready or not Big gun, give it, give it a shot Terminator, Uzi makers Regulators, gonna get you later Big gun kick the hell out of you |
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from AC/DC - Let There Be Rock (2003)
Ruby, Ruby, where you been so long
Doin' drugs an' drinkin' whiskey Baby since you been gone Ain't no one I know do it as good as you Lickin' on that lickin' stick the way you do You got the lips to make a strong man weak And a heathen pray Tell you ain't just the way you speak You know it's just the way you go down Go down Go down Go down Go down Go down Go down, go down, go down Mary, Mary, you're the one for me And the way you hum Sting like a bumble bee I'll be 'round to see you 'bout half past ten Ain't felt this good Since I don't know when You got the touch that I need so much In your finger tips I got the honey that ya love to taste On those lovely lips so go down Go down Go down Go down Go down Go down Go down, go down, go down Ooh, baby rub it on Ya know it's sticky and sweet And it's been so long And no else got a touch like you I let you do the things to me I let no other woman do Feels good, feels good, oh yeah You do it like you should Oh yeah yeah I loved you so much Make me so glad I'm a man, go down Go down Go down Go down Go down Go down Go down, go down, go down Go down Go down Go down Go down Go down Go down Go down, go down, go down Go down Go down Go down, go down, go down Go down Go down Go down, go down, go down Go down Go down Go down, go down, go down Go down Go down |
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from AC/DC - Let There Be Rock (2003)
Well it's a dog eat dog, eat cat too The French eat frog, and I eat you Business man when you make a deal Do you know who you can trust Do you sign your life away Do you write your name in dust Hey, hey, hey Every dog has its day It's a dog eat dog, dog eat dog Dog eat dog, read the news Someone win, someone lose Up's above and down's below And limbo's in between Up you win, down you lose It's anybody's game Hey, hey, hey Every dog has its day It's a dog eat dog, dog eat dog And it's a eye for eye Tooth for tooth It's a lie That's the truth See the blind man on the street Lookin' for somethin' free Hear the kind man ask his friend What's in it for me Hey, hey, hey Every dog has its day It's a dog eat dog, dog eat dog Dog eat dog, Dog eat dog Dog eat dog, Dog eat dog Dog eat dog, Dog eat dog Dog eat dog, Dog eat dog... |
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from AC/DC - Let There Be Rock (2003)
In the beginning, back in 1955 Man didn't know about a rock and roll show and all that jive The white man had the smarts, the black man had the blues None knew what they were going to do but Tchaikovsky had the news Let there be sound, there was sound Let there be light, there were lights Let there be drums, there were drums Let there be guitars, there were guitars Owwww, Let there be Rock Whoa And it came to pass, that Rock and Roll was born All across the land every rockin' band was blowing up a storm The guitar man got famous, the business man got rich And in every bar there was a superstar with a seven year itch There were 15 million fingers learning how to play And you could hear the fingers pickin' and this is what hey had to say! Let there be light, sound, drums, guitars Owwww, let there be Rock (Angus rips it up!) One night in a club called `The Shaking Hand' There was a ninety-two decibel rocking band The music was good and the music was loud And the singer turned and he said to the crowd - "Let there be rock" |
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from AC/DC - Let There Be Rock (2003)
On the day I was born
The rain fell down There was trouble brewin' in my home town It was the seventh day I was the sixth son And it scared the hell out of everyone They said stop, I said go They said fast, I said slow They said yes, I said no I do the bad boy boogie Bein' a bad boy ain't that bad I had me more dirty women than most men ever had All you women come along with me And I'll show you how good a bad boy can be I said right and they said left I said east and they said west I said up and they said down I do the bad boy boogie All over town I wouldn't tell you no story Tell you no lie I was born to love till the day I die I just line 'em up And I knock 'em down And they all came a runnin' when the word got around Just keep a runnin' (Bad boy boogie) I said up They said down (Bad boy boogie) They said straight I said round (Bad boy boogie) They said lost I said found (Bad boy boogie) I said free And they said bound Bad boy boogie Do the bad boy boogie Bad boy boogie Bad boy boogie |
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from AC/DC - Let There Be Rock (2003)
Cop this I'm hot, and when I'm not I'm cold as ice Get out of my way Just Step aside Or pay the price What I want I take What I don't I break And I don't want you With a flick of my knife I can change your life There's nothing you can do I'm a problem child I'm a problem child, yes I am I'm a problem child And I'm wild Make my stand No man's land On my own Man in blue It's up to you The seed is sown What I want I stash What I don't I smash And you're on my list Dead or alive I got a .45 And I never miss I'm a problem child, hey I'm a problem child I'm a problem child Just runnin' wild Just watch your step Every night Street light I drink my booze Some run Some fight But I win they lose What I need I like What I don't I fight And I don't like you Say bye bye While you're still alive Your time is through Cause I'm a problem child I'm a problem child I'm a problem child I'm a problem child Problem child I'm a problem child Even my mother hates me I'm a problem child I'm a problem child (Problem child, problem child) (Problem child, problem child), you got your problems I got mine (Problem child, problem child) (Problem child, problem child) Problem child I'm a problem child Problem child And I'm running wild I'm a problem child (Problem child, problem child...) |
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from AC/DC - Let There Be Rock (2003)
I never smoked me no cigarettes
I never drank much booze But I'm only a man doncha understand A man can sometimes lose You gave me somethin' I never had Pulled me down with you Hit me up with a big hunka love Hope you can pull you through I overdosed on you I overdosed on you Crazy but it's true, Ain't nothin' I can do I overdosed on you Oh woman you give to me More than I can take But listen honey I don't mind You're a habit I don't wanna break Don't want me none of that harder stuff Don't need it anymore I'm in hell and I'm sinkin' fast And I don't need no cure I overdosed on you I overdosed on you Crazy but it's true Ain't nothin' I can do I overdosed on you I was as happy as a man can be To far gone to save Died of love and plenty of Just write on my grave I overdosed on you I overdosed on you Crazy but it's true There's nothin' I can do I overdosed on you On you On you, on you All over you, all over you, all over I overdosed, overdosed Overdosed on you Overdosed, aaaahhhh |
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from AC/DC - Let There Be Rock (2003)
Hey you - Sometimes I think this woman is kinda hot Sometimes I think this woman is sometimes not Puts me down, fools me around What's she doing to me? Out for satisfaction, any piece of action That ain't the way it should be She needs love, smells out a man She's gotta see Pours my beer, licks my ear Brings out the devil in me Hell ain't a bad place to be Spends my money, drinks my booze, stays out every night And I got to thinking, "Hey, just a minute, something ain't right" Disillusions and confusion Make me want to cry All the same, you lead your games Tellin' me your lies Don't mind her playing a demon As long as it's with me If this is hell then you could say It's heavenly Hell ain't a bad place to be Late at night turns down the lights Closes up on me Opens my heart, tears it apart Brings out the devil in me Hell ain't no bad place to be |
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from AC/DC - Let There Be Rock (2003)
gonna tell you a story 'bout a woman I now when it comes to loven O, she steels the show she aint exactly pretty she aint exactly small 42 39 56 you could say she got it all oh, never had a woman, never had a woman like you doing all the things, doing all the things that you do aint no fairy story, ain't not skin and bone but you give it all you got, weighing in at 19 stone you're a whole lotta woman, a whole lotta woman you're a whole lotta rosie, a wole lotta rosie, a whole lotta rosie you're a whole lotta woman hunny you could do it, do it to me all night long hunny wanna turn, hunny oh you really turn me on all through the night time, all round the clock Lord have mercy don't you ever stop She's a whole lotta women, a whole lotta women She's a whole lotta rosie, a whole lotta rosie, a whole lotta rosie She's a whole lotta women |
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from AC/DC - '74 Jailbreak [ep] (1984)
There was a friend of mine on murder And the judge's gavel fell Jury found him guilty Gave him sixteen years in hell He said "I ain't spending my life here I ain't living alone Ain't breaking no rocks on the chain gang I'm breakin' out and headin' home Gonna make a jailbreak And I'm lookin' towards the sky I'm gonna make a jailbreak Oh, how I wish that I could fly All in the name of liberty All in the name of liberty Got to be free Jailbreak, let me out of here Jailbreak, sixteen years Jailbreak, had more than I can take Jailbreak, yeah He said he'd seen his lady being fooled with By another man She was down and he was up He had a gun in his hand Bullets started flying everywhere And people started to scream Big man lying on the ground With a hole in his body Where his life had been But it was - All in the name of liberty All in the name of liberty I got to be free Jailbreak, jailbreak I got to break out Out of here Heartbeats they were racin' Freedom he was chasin' Spotlights sirens rifles firing But he made it out With a bullet in his back |
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from AC/DC - '74 Jailbreak [ep] (1984)
You can roll me round your finger
You can roll me if I'm blind You can roll me tally ho ho I'm the easy rollin' kind But don't think I'm facin' down hill 'Cause soon you'll see You'll lose your grip and slip 'Cause you ain't got a hold on me You ain't got a hold on me You ain't got a hold on me Why don't you let me be 'Cause you ain't got a hold on me You can take me to your bedroom You can take me to your heart You can take me to a climax I won't fall apart But don't count on me givin' it All back to you Just because I'm hooked on livin' Doesn't mean I'm hooked on you You ain't got a hold on me You ain't got a hold on me Why don't you let me be, no no You ain't got a hold on me Oh let me be You ain't got a hold on me You ain't got a hold on me Why don't you just let me be 'Cause you ain't got a hold on me You ain't got a hold on me You ain't got a hold on me You ain't got a hold on me Hey you ain't got a hold on me Ain't got a hold on me Ain't got a hold on me Ain't got a hold on me Ain't got a hold on me |
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from AC/DC - '74 Jailbreak [ep] (1984)
You learn to sing
You learn to play Why don't the businessmen Ever learn to pay That's show business <i>(Show business)</i> Show business <i>(Show business)</i> Show business That's the way it goes You play in halls Play in bars You're climbin' walls Chasin' stars That's show business <i>(Show business)</i> Show business <i>(Show business)</i> Show business That's the way it goes You pay the man You pay your dues When it's all gone, ooh You sing the blues Show business <i>(Show business)</i> Baby that's show business <i>(Show business)</i> Show business That's the way it goes You wanna roll You wanna rock You find it hard If your guitar's in hock That's show business <i>(Show business)</i> Show business <i>(Show business)</i> Show business That's the way it goes You're smoking butts They smoke cigars You're drown in debt They drown in bars That's show business <i>(Show business)</i> Show business <i>(Show business)</i> Show business That's the way it goes You pull a chick Take her home No use, man You're worn out to the bone That's show business <i>(Show business)</i> Show business <i>(Show business)</i> Show business That's the way it goes That's show business, show business That's show business, show business Show business That's the way it goes Know what I mean? |
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from AC/DC - '74 Jailbreak [ep] (1984)
Well I met her in the garden Underneath that old apple tree Sitting with a handful of flowers Looking as cool as can be We talked away a couple of hours Then she laid her hand on my lap Oh I thought I got to be dreaming I didn't know I fell in her trap Then she made me say things I didn't want to say Then she made me play games I didn't want to play She was a soul stripper, yeah She took my heart She was a soul stripper, ooh And tore me apart She started moving nice and easy Slowly getting near to my spine Killing off each last little feeling Ooh everyone she could find And when she had me hollow and naked, yeah That's when she put me down Pulled out a knife and flashed it before me Stuck it in and turned it around Then she made me say things I didn't want to say, you know Then she made me play games I didn't want to play She was a soul stripper, yeah Ooh she took my heart Ooh was a soul stripper Tore me apart Soul stripper, soul stripper You're a soul stripper Soul stripper, soul stripper Soul stripper Took out my heart And tore it apart Aah you're a soul stripper Soul stripper, soul stripper |
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from AC/DC - '74 Jailbreak [ep] (1984)
Baby, please don't go
Baby, please don't go Baby, please don't go down to New Orleans You know I love you so Baby, please don't go When the man done gone When the man done gone When the man done gone down to the county farm He got the shackles on Baby, please don't go Don't leave me! I'll be a dog I'll be a dog, whew I'll be a dog, kiss you way down there When you walk along Baby, please don't go Baby, please don't go Baby, please don't go Baby, please don't go down to New Orleans You know I love you so Baby, please don't go, yeah No, baby, please don't leave me Why must you go away and do this to me, baby? I wanna suffer for you, suffer, suffer Oh, baby, please don't go No! Baby, baby, baby, please don't go Please don't go Don't go and leave me Please don't go Baby, hmm Baby, ahah Oh don't go, ooh don't go Oh don't go, ooh don't go Ah don't go, don't go so slow Oh don't go, ooh don't go Why must you leave me lying on my back? Going across the other side of the track Found yourself a new man, I know So baby, please don't go Baby, please don't go No! No! No! No! Oh please, please don't leave me! I don't want to be left alone, baby! Ah don't go, don't go, don't go! No! |
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from AC/DC - Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap (2000)
If you're, havin' trouble with the high school head, he's givin' you the blues. You wanna graduate but not in his bed, here's what you gotta' do. Pick up the phone, I'm always home, call me anytime, Just ring 36,24,36, hey! I lead a life of crime, Dirty deeds, done dirt cheap. Dirty deeds, done dirt cheap. Dirty deeds, done dirt cheap. Dirty deeds and they're done dirt cheap. Dirty deeds and they're done dirt cheap. You got problems in your life of love, you've got a broken heart. He's double dealin' with your best friend, thats when the teardrops start, fella'. Pick up the phone, I'm here alone, oh make a social call. Come right in, forget about him, we'll have ourselves a ball. Dirty deeds,Done dirt cheap. Dirty deeds,Done dirt cheap. Dirty deeds,Done dirt cheap. Dirty deeds and they're done dirt cheap. Dirty deeds and they're done dirt cheap. If 'ya, got a lady and 'ya want her gone, but you ain't got the guts. She keeps naggin' at 'ya night and day, enough to drive you nuts. Pick up the phone, leave her alone. It's time you made a stand. For a fee, I'm happy to be, your back door man. Dirty deeds, done dirt cheap. Dirty deeds, done dirt cheap. Dirty deeds, done dirt cheap. Dirty deeds and they're done dirt cheap. Dirty deeds and they're done dirt cheap. Dirty deeds and they're done dirt cheap. Dirty deeds and they're done dirt cheap. Concrete shoes, cyanide, TNT! Done dirt cheap! Neckties, contracts, high voltage! Done dirt cheap! Dirty Deeds, done dirt cheap! Dirty Deeds, done dirt cheap! Dirty deeds! Doin' what I think you want me to! Done dirt cheap! Dirty deeds, dirty deeds. Dirty deeds, done dirt cheap! Yaaahhhhh! |
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from AC/DC - Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap (2000)
You never told me where you came from
You never told me your name I didn't know if you were legal tender But I spent you just the same I didn't think it could happen to me But I fell in love in the first degree It was love at first feel (I was touched with too much) They told me it was disgustin They told me it was a sin They saw me knocking on your front door And they saw me smile when you let me in You and me baby we're all alone Let's get something goin While your mum and dad ain't home It was love at first feel (Feel good just like I knew it would) |
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from AC/DC - Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap (2000)
Well I'm ever upper-class high society God's gift to ballroom notoriety And I always fill my ballroom The event is never small The social pages say I've got The biggest balls of all I've got big balls I've got big balls They're such big balls And they're dirty big balls And he's got big balls And she's got big balls But we've got the biggest balls of them all And my balls are always bouncing And my ballroom always full And everybody cums and cums again If your name is on the guest list No one can take you higher Everybody says I've got Great balls of fire I've got big balls Oh, I've got big balls And they're such big balls Dirty big balls And he's got big balls And she's got big balls But we've got the biggest balls of them all Some balls are held for charity And some for fancy dress But when they're held for pleasure They're the balls that I like best My balls are always bouncing To the left and to the right It's my belief that my big balls Should be held every night Oh, we've got big balls We've got big balls We've got big balls Dirty big balls He's got big balls She's got big balls But we've got the biggest balls of them all Oh, we've got big balls We've got big balls We've got big balls/And I'm just itching to tell you about them Dirty big balls/Oh we had such wonderful fun He's got big balls/Seafood cocktail She's got big balls/Crabs But we've got the biggest balls of them all(crayfish) Oh, bullock sucker Bullock sucker Bullock sucker Bullock sucker Bullock sucker Bullock sucker Bullock sucker Bullock sucker Bullock sucker Bullock sucker Bullock sucker Eh-yeah |
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from AC/DC - Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap (2000)
i'm a rocker, i'm a roller i'm a right out of controller, i'm a wheeler, i'm dealer i'm a wicked woman stealer, i'm a cruiser, i'm recluse a rockin rollin man i got slicked back hair, skin tight jeans, cadillac car and a tean age dream i'm a rocker, i'm a roller i'm a rocker, i'm a roller i'm a rocker, i'm a roller i'm a rockin rollin man :D Angus Young Solo :D i'm a rocker, i'm a roller i'm a rocker, i'm a roller i'm a rocker, i'm a roller i'm a rockin rollin man * more amazing Angus solo * i'm a rocker, i'm a roller i'm a rocker, i'm a roller i'm a rocker, i'm a roller i'm a rocker, i'm a roller i'm a rocker, i'm a roller i'm a rockin rollin man i'm a rocker, i'm a roller i'm a rocker, i'm a roller i'm a rocker, i'm a roller i'm a rocker, i'm a roller i'm a rockin rollin, rockin rollin man ow! wooo! wanna jive honey come on spin you round o ya i'm a rocker, i'm a roller i'm a rocker, look at me roll |
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from AC/DC - Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap (2000)
Cop this I'm hot, and when I'm not I'm cold as ice Get out of my way Just Step aside Or pay the price What I want I take What I don't I break And I don't want you With a flick of my knife I can change your life There's nothing you can do I'm a problem child I'm a problem child, yes I am I'm a problem child And I'm wild Make my stand No man's land On my own Man in blue It's up to you The seed is sown What I want I stash What I don't I smash And you're on my list Dead or alive I got a .45 And I never miss I'm a problem child, hey I'm a problem child I'm a problem child Just runnin' wild Just watch your step Every night Street light I drink my booze Some run Some fight But I win they lose What I need I like What I don't I fight And I don't like you Say bye bye While you're still alive Your time is through Cause I'm a problem child I'm a problem child I'm a problem child I'm a problem child Problem child I'm a problem child Even my mother hates me I'm a problem child I'm a problem child (Problem child, problem child) (Problem child, problem child), you got your problems I got mine (Problem child, problem child) (Problem child, problem child) Problem child I'm a problem child Problem child And I'm running wild I'm a problem child (Problem child, problem child...) |
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from AC/DC - Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap (2000)
Well me and the boys Are out to have some fun Gonna put on a show Come on let's go CHORUS: There's gonna be some rockin' There's gonna be some rockin' There's gonna be some rockin' at the show tonight Every night There's a rock 'n' roll Queen Gonna quiver and quake Gonna shake her thing CHORUS (It's a rock 'n' roll show) We got a big fat sound Wanna share it round Got a big bass drum Gonna have some fun CHORUS |
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from AC/DC - Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap (2000)
The following is a true story
Only the names have been changed To protect the guilty - Well I left my job in my home town And I headed for the smoke Got a rock 'n' roll band and a fast right hand Gonna get to the top Nothing's gonna stop us, no nothing So if you've got the money, we've got the sound You put it up and we'll put it down If you got the dollar, we got the song Just wanna boogie woogie all night long Yeh boogie I got holes in my shoes I got holes in my teeth I got holes in my socks I can't get no sleep I'm trying to make a million And I got patches on the patches On my old blue jeans Well they used to be blue When they used to be new When they used to be clean But I've got a Momma whose a hummer (and I've gota mama, whose a hummer) Whose keeping me alive ((just) keepin' me alive) While I'm in the band doing drinking with the boys (while I'mdoin' drinkin She's working 9 to 5 (with the boys) (She) knows her place that woman Just you wait - One of these days see me driving round town In my rock 'n' Rolls Royce with the sun roof down My bottle of booze No summer time blues Shouting out, "Look at me" In my rock 'n' roll voice Ain't no fun waiting round to be a millionaire Repeat "Hey hello Howard, how you doin', my next door neighbour?" "Oh yea... Get your fuckin' jumbo jet off my airport" |
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from AC/DC - Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap (2000)
It's another lonely evening
In another lonely town But I ain't too young to worry And I ain't too old to cry When a woman gets me down Got another empty bottle And another empty bed Ain't too young to admit it No, I'm not too old to lie I'm just another empty head That's why I'm lonely I'm so lonely But I know what I'm gonna do I'm gonna ride on (Ride on) (Ride on) Standing on the edge of the road (Ride on) Thumb in the air (Ride on) One of these days I'm gonna (Ride on) Change my evil ways Till then I'll just keep riding on Broke another promise Now I broke another heart But I ain't too young to realize That I ain't too old to try Try to get back to the start And it's another red light nightmare Ooh, another red light street And I ain't too old to hurry 'Cause I ain't too old to die But I sure am hard to beat But I'm lonely Lord I'm lonely What am I gonna do? (Ride on) (Ride on) Got myself a one-way ticket (Ride on) (Ride on) Going the wrong way (Ride on) Gonna change my evil ways (Ride on) One of these days One of these days Ride on Ride on I'm gonna ride on Ride on, looking for a truck Ride on Ride on, keep on riding Riding on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on (Ride on) (Ride on) Gonna have myself a good time (Ride on) Ooh yeah (Ride on) Yeah, yeah, yeah (Ride on) One of these days (Ride on) One of these days |
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from AC/DC - Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap (2000)
she said she'd never been..mmm never been touched before she said she never been this far before she said she never like'd mmmm..to be excited she said she allways had had to fight it (and she never won) she said she'd never been never been ball'ed before and i don't think (yeah) she'll ever ball no more (fixed her good) (hey) (Squealer) when i held her hand (Squealer) i made her understand (Squealer) when i kiss'ed her lips (Squealer) sucked herfinger tips (hey) (Squealer) ooo it started getting hot (Squealer) made it hard to stop (Squealer) got to much (Squealer) i think i got a magic touch (owww) ***solo*** (yoww) Squealer Squealer Squealer Squealer Squealer Squealer (hell yeah) Squealer she was a Squealer Squealer Squealer Squealer she was a squealllll Squealer she never been Squealer she had'nt been Squealer Squealer Squealer (Squealer) Squealer she was a Squealer Squealer |
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from AC/DC - Flick Of The Switch (1983)
Dog day Tuesday Hope that girl she come today Hard life it's a city life Sweat came pourin' down I got my feet up like to love Through the dawn till I've blown All I want's to love you down Love the way she move around Need no excuse To let it all hang loose My body's for abuse (Rising power) We'll raise the night (Rising power) (Rising power) We'll wake the dead (Rising power) You've got a love life up all night Darkest hour at the dead of night Seen her walkin' down the street The kind of woman that brings on heat Love her dusk till dawn Come the morning she was gone Took me out to my surprise Money all gone left high and dry Need no excuse To let it all hang loose My body's for abuse (Rising power) We'll raise the night (Rising power) (Rising power) We'll wake the dead (Rising power) You'll end up torn to shreds Don't need no excuse My body's for abuse (Rising power) We'll raise the night (Rising power) (Rising power) We'll raise the dead (Rising power) You'll end up torn to shreds Rise Rise I'm gonna rise Rising power The power rise From you |
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from AC/DC - Flick Of The Switch (1983)
yonder she walks
yonder she walks hitting 103 a little tongue in cheek hot personality she bring on the flames and it's burning it's burning my body's achin' tossin' and turnin' this house is on fire this house is on fire this house is on fire and the flame is gonna burn in you she got me runnin' for shelter needing quarantine she got me red hot and wired call on emergency she bring on the flames and it's burning it's burning my body's achin' tossin' and turnin' this house is on fire this house is on fire this house is on fire and the flame is gonna burn in you you got me burnin' and burnin' you got me tossin' and turnin' this house is on fire house is on fire this house is on fire house is on fire this house is on fire this house is on fire house is on fire and the flame is gonna burn in I'll bet it's gonna burn I'm gonna burn you |
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from AC/DC - Flick Of The Switch (1983)
Well there's a love gone down on mine
Suicidal voltage line She sends signals outta distress She devil, she evil She got you reelin' on a rockin' machine With a flick of the switch With a flick of the switch she'll blow you sky high With a flick of the switch With a flick of the switch she can satisfy She gonna blow you all sky high Flash the eye, electrify A power force you should feel She devil, she evil She got you screaming on a lightnin' machine With a flick of the switch Flick of the switch she'll blow you sky high With a flick of the switch Flick of the switch she can satisfy (Give you pain, blow your brain) Flick the switch, flick the switch With a flick of the switch, she'll blow you sky high With a flick of the switch, she can satisfy With a flick of the switch, gonna burn you down With a flick of the switch, razed to the ground With a flick of the switch With a flick of the switch With a flick of the switch, she gonna give you pain With a flick of the switch, she gonna blow your brain, blow your brain She gonna put the light out on - you |
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from AC/DC - Flick Of The Switch (1983)
I want you to hear me out there
this is for all you bad boys this a story of the satan rock 'n' roll I want you to put your hand in your pocket take ten dollars out and send it to me well momma don't scold her son for what he been doing upstairs daddy don't take him out no no sister just pull his hair this boy is lost it's a living nightmare, it ain't fair that boy he don't know how to lose he's out to win he got the lot to top the last shot shaker he's a breaker he's a maker he's a landslide landslide, landslide walkin' talkin' rockin' landslide now momma he ain't no toy never ever get his share get his stack in a gunnysack still be room for air this boy is lost it's a rockin' double dare, he's out to scare that boy he don't know how to lose he's out to win he got the lot to top the last shot shaker he's a breaker he's a maker he's a landslide landslide walkin' talkin' rockin' landslide landslide, landslide, landslide, landslide preacher done say his prayer take him to the promised land momma done allow no get down here never gonna get up there this boy is lost like a rebel with out cause but he's the boss that boy he don't know how to lose he's gonna win he got the lot to top the last shot shaker he's a breaker he's a maker he's a landslide walkin' talkin' rockin' landslide landslide walkin' talkin' rockin' landslide landslide, landslide that man's a one man landslide landslide landslide landslide that boys a walk talk rockin' landslide get down |
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from AC/DC - Flick Of The Switch (1983)
The word is out that I'm about
And I've come gunning for you I'm a real entertainer, a mischief maker A lover of no fixed abode Quick draw on the floor No law give you more Sweet talker, lover of sin You are what you got You get what you want Look out woman I got guns for hire Shoot you with desire The guns for hire Shoot you with desire I'm a wanted poster A needed man Running right across the land I'm a smooth operator A big dictator Gonna mark you with my brand My gun's for hire Shoot you with desire Got gun's for hire Shoot you with desire (Quick draw on the floor, big shot) Hot to trot, big shot Take a lot Never get the drop on me I'm a real entertainer Mischief maker Lover in seven languages My gun's for hire Shoot you with desire This gun's for hire Shoot you with desire Shoot you with desire Shoot you with desire A gun's for hire Shoot you with desire What you got, big shot You can't get... You can't get the drop... on me! |
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from AC/DC - Flick Of The Switch (1983)
I've been enchained
she got shackles on me that woman to blame for the hell and misery can't find my way out of here shoot me down in a burnin' fear going down for a stretch of years way down below I'm deep in, deep in deep in the hole deep in, deep in deep in the hole I'm down in, down in down in the hole well I'm deep in, deep in that woman got me deep in the hole I'm sinkin' down she got me down on the floor can't touch both walls the further down I go pulls the string on my riding bow makes me sing when she find my load ain't no slave you do what you're told you sold your soul I'm deep in, deep in deep in the hole deep in, deep in deep in the hole I'm down in, down in down in the hole well I'm deep in, deep in that woman got me deep in the hole I'm deep in, deep in deep in the hole deep in, deep in deep in the hole I'm down in, down in down in the hole I'm deep in, deep in deep in the hole deep in the hole, firing your load deep in the hole, save your soul deep in, deep in deep in the hole deep in, deep in that woman got me deep in the hole deep in the hole deep in the hole I'm deep in the hole |
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from AC/DC - Flick Of The Switch (1983)
yeah, yeah
the blood in my veins was runnin' right through my brain there was a cop with a gun who was runnin' around insane three fifty arrests no bullet proof vest now ain't that a shame we wanted to play play for the crowd law said no way cause you're on your way out bedlam in Belgium bedlam in Belgium the place was a jumpin' and the booze was going down there's a curfew at ten and you been working overtime we don't play just for pay so we'd like to stay stay just the same he gave me a crack in the back with his gun hurt me so bad I could feel the blood run bedlam in Belgium it was bedlam in Belgium bedlam in Belgium came for a good time and left on the run bedlam in Belgium, yeah who's to blame it's a shame bedlam in Belgium it was bedlam getting ready stayed on the stage cops in a rage crowd yelled for more it was war, war, war bedlam in Belgium it was bedlam in Belgium bedlam in Belgium came for a good time and left on the run bedlam in Belgium it was bedlam ( in Belgium ) it was bedlam ( in Belgium ) it was bedlam and the law got the drop on me |
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from AC/DC - Flick Of The Switch (1983)
I'm a pistol packin' man
With a gun in my hand Lookin' for a woman that'll understand You like to roll and I like to ride I'll stop at nothing never take me alive I'm a man with a fast hand Lovin' on a last stand Outlaw quick draw Evil talkin' bandit man In the badlands In the badlands I got a .45 that'll make you fry Burn your chassis lassie like the 4th of July I ride it hard I ride it high Make love to you till you reach for the sky I'm a man with a fast hand Got it on a last stand Outlaw, quick draw Evil talkin' bandit man In the badlands In the badlands In the badlands In the badlands Well I'm guilty Saddle up my six pack Ain't gonna back track My shooter loaded Come on girl I'm gonna give you a thrill In the badlands In the badlands In the badlands In the badlands In the badlands, looking for a woman In the badlands, as bad as me In the badlands, gonna take her with me In the badlands Yeah |
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from AC/DC - Flick Of The Switch (1983)
alright hold tight
I really wanna ball tonight on a bender no space defender a joy on the floor I'll get it tight toe to toe with a black widow fee fi fum smell the blood of rock 'n' roll all out drive on a rockin' suicide my feet are jumpin' she's a joy to ride joy to ride, joy to ride she's a joy to ride on a rockin' suicide brain shake, brain shake, brain shake all I can take it's a brain shake, brain shake, brain shake she's a mean lean rockin' machine a hip huggin' blue jean dream she's a woman worth givin' a sweet sweet kissin' lips are runnin' round on me toe to toe with a black widow fee fi fum smell the blood of rock 'n' roll all out drive on a rockin' suicide my feet are jumpin' she's a joy to ride joy to ride, joy to ride she's a joy to ride on a rockin' suicide brain shake, brain shake, brain shake ready to shake it's a brain shake, brain shake, brain shake it's a brain shake, brain shake, brain shake for mercy's sake it's a brain shake, brain shake, brain shake cause she's a joy to ride joy to ride, joy to ride she's an all out drive on a rockin' suicide brain shake brain shake, brain shake, brain shake ready to shake it's a brain shake, brain shake, brain shake it's a brain shake, brain shake, brain shake for mercy's sake it's a brain shake, brain shake, brain shake all I could take it's a brain shake, brain shake, brain shake you can't fake it's a brain shake, brain shake, brain shake well it's a brain shake, brain shake, brain shake for mercy's sake it's a brain shake, brain shake, brain shake it's a brain it's a brain it's a brain shake |
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