Livin' easy, lovin' 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
Oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi See me ride out of the sunset On your colour tv screen Out for all that i can get If you know
She was a danger Ain't no stranger You give me rock n roll Around the town Just foolin' around She's gonna break ya Wanna make ya Gonna make it Wanna
You put your foot to the floor Don't need no more You've been digging all around While you're messing about Better catch her name Come on in Gimme that
A little game Of falling down You rock 'n' roll When the call come 'round Come on baby, and make some time Made in the shade and you wish it'd turn around
One heart angel One cool devil Your mind on the fantasy Livin on the ecstasy Give it all, give it, Give it what you got Come on give it all a lot Pick
Deep water all around me Circle sharks all about Deep in trouble Had me turned around Man up and one man down You pretty women gather 'round You can't
Work work money made Work work money made Work work money made Work work money made Then went down to LA They roped 'em in She couldn't get away Spending
Take up all your time Kick up your heels, lookin' fine And you come riding blind You come rollin' back a while Wind blowin' on ya We gonna move on and
Well the devil may care You toss 'em back and be a man With the last time Black ice End of it all, end of the line End of the road Black ice Black ice
The Steam is a burning Workin' up and down the line The pot is getting ready He's been working it so hard When it comes to lovin' Big jack is on his way
One hot angel One cool devil Your mind on the fantasy Livin' on the ecstasy Give it all, give it Give it what you got Come on give it all a lot Pick it
Verse One: She was a fast machine, She kept my motor clean, Was the best ***** woman that I ever seen, She had those sightless eyes Telling me no lies
You workin' in bars, ridin' in cars, Never gonna give it for free, Your apartment with a view on the finest avenue, Lookin' at your beat on the street
Artist/Band - AC/DC Album - Back In Black Song - Shoot To Thrill All you women who want a man of the street, Don't know which way you wanna turn, Just
(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
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
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
