Тексты песен «AC/DC»

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 take you down easy going down to her knees going down to the devil down down at ninety degrees she blowing me crazy 'til my ammunition is dry she's using her head again she's using her head she's using her...

???? Where you've been so long ???? drinkin' whiskey ???? since you've been gone Ain't no-one ???? ???? good as you Lickin' all that ???? stick The way you do You got the lips to make a strong man weak And ???? Given...

Ruby Ruby where you been so long? Don't stop drinking whiskey baby since you been gone Ain't no one I know do it as good as you Licking on that licking stick the way you do You got the lips to make a strong man weak and...

Once I need relaxation Need to get some r 'n' r (That's rest and recreation) Don't need no vacation I don't have to go that far (I've got better things to do with my money) Don't need no private eye Forget the FBI...

Feel the pressure rise Hear the whistle blow ???? That I don't know ???? And now they said bye bye Something missin' in the neighbourhood All the crying eyes ???? ???? Gone shootin' My baby's gone shootin' ???? around...

Feel the pressure rise Hear the whistle blow ???? That I don't know ???? And now they said bye bye Something missin' in the neighbourhood All the crying eyes ???? ???? Gone shootin' My baby's gone shootin' ???? around...

Feel the pressure rise Hear the whistle blow Bought a ticket of her own accord To I dunno Packed your heart in a travellin' bag And never said bye bye Something missing in the neighbourhood Of her cryin' eyes I stirred...

Feel the pressure rise Hear the whistle blow Bought a ticket of her own accord to I dunno Packed your heart in a travellin' bag And never said bye bye Something missing in the neighbourhood Of her cryin' eyes I stirred...

(Young, Young) Getting (bombed | bummed) out on booze Got nothing to lose Run out of money Disposable blues Sleazy hotels Like living in hell The girls on the hustle With nothing to sell Want something for nothing It's...

Getting bombed out on booze Got nothing to lose Run out of money Disposable blues Sleazy hotels Like living in hell The girls on the hustle With nothing to sell Want something for nothing It's always the same...

Getting (bombed | bummed) out on booze Got nothing to lose Run out of money Disposable blues Sleazy hotels Like living in hell The girls on the hustle With nothing to sell Want something for nothing It's...

Gettin' bombed out on booze, got nothin' to lose Run outta money, disposable blues Sleazy hotels, like livin' in hell The girls on the hustle, with nothin' to sell Want something for nothing, it's always the same Keep...

Goin' out on the town Justa me and you Gonna have ourselves a party Just like we used to do Nobody's playin' Manilow Nobody's playin' soul And no one's playin' hard to get Just a good old rock 'n' roll Get it hot, get...

[Verse:] Well, I'm headin' on out Down to a midget's house I'm gettin' hungry, I'm gettin' mean I'm gettin' down on easy street Any luck I can find... I'm feelin' dust, I'm gettin' wild Any time ya ready to go It be...

Hey mister businessman Head of the company Are you looking for a lady One who likes to please Hey mister businessman This one likes to tease With her special service And her French qualities But she won't sacrifice What...

The word is out that I'm about And I come gunnin' for you I'm a real entertainer a mischief maker A lover of no fixed abode Ooh quick draw on the floor No law give you more Sweet talkin' lover of sin You want what you...

The word is out that I'm about And I've come gunnin' for you I'm a real entertainer, a mischief maker Lover of no fixed abode Quick draw on the floor, ???? Sweet talk lover of sin You want to get, you get what you want...

AC/DC Guns For Hire The word is out that I'm about And I've come gunnin' for you I'm a real entertainer, a mischief maker A lover of no fixed abode Oh, quick draw! On the floor! No one'll give you more A sweet talkin'...

(A. Young M. Young B. Johnson) The word is out that I'm about And I've come gunnin' for you I'm a real entertainer a mischief maker A lover of no fixed abode Ooh quick draw on the floor No law give you more Sweet...