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Live Wire
Shot Down In Flames
Hell Ain't A Bad Place To Be
Sin City
Bad Boy Boogie
The Jack
Highway To Hell
Girls Got Rhythm
High Voltage
Whole Lotta Rosie
Rocker
Let There Be Rock

Live Wire (A. Young / M. Young / B. Scott)

well if you're lookin' for trouble
I'm the man to see
Well if you're lookin' for satisfaction
satisfaction guaranteed
cooler than a body on ice
hotter than the rollin' dice
send you to heaven
I'll take you to hell
I ain't foolin'
can't you tell
I'm a live wire (live wire)
I'm a live wire (live wire)
live wire

and if you need some lovin'
and if you need a man
you've got the phone and the number baby
and I got no future plan
come on honey you got nothin' to lose
you got the thirst and I got the booze
give you an inch
take you a mile
I wanna make you fry
live wire (live wire)
I'm a live wire (live wire)
live wire (live wire)
and I'm gonna set your soul on fire
stick this in your fuse box

well I'm cooler than a body on ice
hotter than a roll roll rollin' dice
wilder than a drunken fight
baby baby you're gonna burn tonight
cause I'm a live wire (live wire)
I'm a live wire (live wire)
live wire (live wire)
I'm your live wire (live wire)
I'm your live wire (live wire)
live wire (live wire)
burn burn (live wire)
burn burn (live wire)
live wire (live wire)

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Shot Down In Flames (A. Young / M. Young / B. Scott)

Whoa, want you
out on the town
lookin' for a woman
gonna gimme good love
anybody wanna hand off me
and give me plenty of
she was standin' alone
over by the juke box
like she'd some thing to sell
I said baby what's the goin' 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
hangin' out everywhere
might be straight
she might want my money
I really don't care
said baby
you're drivin' me crazy
I laid it right on the line
when a guy with a chip on his shoulder said
fuck off buddy she's mine
shot down in flames
shot down in flames
ain't it a shame
to be shot down in flames

hey you, shoot me
shot down in flames
shot down in flames
ain't it a shame
to be shot down in flames
shot down in flames
shot down in flames
ain't it a shame
to be shot down in flames

I don't wanna be
don't wanna be
shot down in flames

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Hell Ain't A Bad Place To be (A. Young / M. Young / B. Scott)

hey you, yeah you
sometimes I think this woman is kinda hot
and sometimes I think this woman is sometimes not
put me down
fool me around
why she do it to me
out for satisfaction
any piece of action
that ain't the way it should be
she need lovin'
knows I'm her 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
drink my booze
stays out every night
and I got to thinkin'
just a minute here
somethin' ain't right
disillusion and confusion
they make me wanna cry
and oh the shame you playin' your game
tellin' me those lies
don't mind you playin' demon baby
as long as it's with me
if this is hell
then let me say
it's heavenly
hell ain't a bad place to be

late at night
turn down the light
closes in on me
grabs my heart
tears it apart
brings out the devil in me
hell ain't a bad place to be
I said hell ain't a bad place to be
hell ain't a bad place to be
I said hell ain't a bad place to be

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Sin City (A. Young / M. Young / B. Scott)

diamonds and dust
poor man last
rich man first
Lamborghini's, caviar
dry martini's, Shangrila
I got a burnin' feeling
deep inside of me
that's a yearnin'
but I'm gonna set it free
in going in
to sin city
I'm gonna win
in sin city
where the lights are bright
do the town tonight
I'm gonna win
in sin city
rock 'n' roll ya baby

there's ladders and there's snakes
ladders give
snakes take
rich man poor man
beggar man thief
ain't got a hope in hell
that's my belief
Fingers Freddy, Diamond Jim
they're getting ready
cause I'm coming in
so spin that wheel
and cut that pack
and roll those loaded dice
bring on the dancin' girls
and put the Champaign on ice
in goin' in
to sin city
and I'm gonna win
in sin city
where the lights are bright
do the town tonight
I'm gonna win
in sin city

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Bad Boy Boogie (A. Young / M. Young / B. Scott)

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 seventh son
and it scared the hell out of everyone
I said up and they said down
they said straight and I said round
they said lost and I said found
I do the bad boy boogie
all over town

bein' a bad boy ain't that bad
I had me more dirty women than most men ever had
I just line 'em up
and I knock 'em down
and they all come a runnin' when the word got around
I said up and they said down
they said straight and they said round
they said lost, and I said found
I was a bad boy
all over town
all over your town

I wouldn't tell you no story
tell you no lie
I was born to love till the day I die
so you women come along with me
I wanna show you how good a bad boy can be
I said up and they said down
they said straight and I said round
they said lost when I said found
they said free and I said bound
I do the bad boy
do the bad boy
do the bad boy
do the bad boy boogie

I'm a bad boy

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The Jack (A. Young / M. Young / B. Scott)

she gave me her mind
and then she gave me her body
but she gave it to anybody
but I made her cry
and I made her scream
and I curdled her cream
but how was I to know that she had been there before
she told me she was a virgin
she was number nine ninety nine
on the clinical list
and I fell in love with the dirty little bitch
she's got the jack, she's got the jack
she's got the jack, she's got the jack
she's got the jack, she's got the jack
she's got the jack, she's got the jack
she's got the jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack
she's got the jack

syphilis

(she's got the jack), (she's got the jack)
(she's got the jack), (she's got the jack)

she's got the jack, she's got the jack
she's got the jack, she's got the jack
she's got the jack, she's got the jack
she's got the jack, she's got the jack
she's got the jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack
she's got the jack

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Highway To Hell (A. Young / M. Young / B. Scott)

livin' easy
lovin' free
season ticket on a one way ride
askin' nothin'
leave me be
takin' everything in my stride
don't need reason
don't need rhyme
ain't nothing that I'd rather do
goin' down
party time
my friends are gonna be there too
on the highway to hell
highway to hell
on the highway to hell
highway to hell

no stop sign
speed limit
nobody's gonna slow me down
like a wheel
gonna spin it
nobody's gonna fuck me around
hey satan
paid my dues
playin' in a rockin' band
hey mumma
look at me
I'm on my way to the promised land
I'm on the highway to hell
highway to hell
on the highway to hell
highway to hell
don't stop me

I'm on the highway to hell
highway to hell
on the highway to hell
highway to
I'm on the highway to hell
highway to hell
on the highway to hell
and I'm goin' down
all the way
I'm on the highway to hell

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Girls Got Rhythm (A. Young / M. Young / B. Scott)

I been around the world
I've seen a million girls
ain't one of them got
what my lady she got
stealing the spotlight
knocks me of my feet
she's enough to start a landslide
just a walkin' down the street
she's wearin' dresses so tight
she's wearin' dynamite
about to blow me out
no doubt about it can't live without it
the girls got rhythm (girls got rhythm)
the girls got rhythm (girls got rhythm)
back seat rhythm (back seat rhythm)
the girls got rhythm

she's like a lethal brand
too much for any man
she gives me first degree
really satisfy me
love me till I'm legless
achin' and sore
enough to stop a freight train
or start the third world war
you know I'm losin' sleep
but I'm in too deep
like a body needs blood
no doubt about it can't live without it
the girls got rhythm (girls got rhythm)
the girls got rhythm (girls got rhythm)
back seat rhythm (back seat rhythm)
the girls got rhythm

you know she move like sin
and when she let me in
it's like liquid love
no doubt about it can't live without it
the girls got rhythm (girls got rhythm)
the girls got rhythm (girls got rhythm)
back seat rhythm (back seat rhythm)
the girls got rhythm
you know she really got the rhythm (girls got rhythm)
back seat rhythm (back seat rhythm)
rock 'n' roll rhythm (rock 'n' roll rhythm)
the girls got rhythm

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High Voltage (A. Young / M. Young / B. Scott)

well you ask me about the clothes I wear
and you ask me why I grow my hair
and you ask me why I'm in a band
I dig doin' one night stands
and you wanna see me shakin' my thing
all you gotta do is
plug me into high
I said high
high voltage rock 'n' roll
high voltage rock 'n' roll
high voltage
high voltage, alright
high voltage rock 'n' roll

and you ask me why I like to dance
and you ask me why I like to sing
and you ask me why I like to play
got to get my kicks some way
and you wanna know what I'm all about well c'mon
let me hear you shout
high
I said high
high voltage rock 'n' roll
high voltage rock 'n' roll
high voltage
high voltage
high voltage rock 'n' roll
rock 'n' roll baby

high, high, high, high

high voltage rock 'n' roll
high voltage rock 'n' roll
high voltage
high voltage
high voltage, rock 'n' roll
rock 'n' roll

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Whole Lotta Rosie (A. Young / M. Young / B. Scott)

wanna tell you a story
about a woman I know
when it come to makin' love
Rosie steal the show
she ain't exactly pretty
she ain't exactly small
for two thirt nine fiftysix
you could say she got it all

never had a woman
never had a woman like you
doing all the things
doing all the things you do
ain't no fairy story
ain't no skin and bone
but you give it all you got
at nineteen stone
cause you're a whole lotta woman
a whole lotta woman
a whole lotta Rosie
a whole lotta Rosie
a whole lotta Rosie
a whole lotta woman

honey you can do it
do it to me all night long
cause only one to turn
only one who turn me on
all through the night time
right around the clock
to my surprise
Rosie never stopped
cause you're a whole lotta woman
whole lotta woman
a whole lotta Rosie
a whole lotta Rosie
a whole lotta Rosie
a whole lotta woman

whole lotta woman
a whole lotta woman
a whole lotta Rosie
a whole lotta Rosie
a whole lotta Rosie
you're a whole lotta Rosie
Rosie

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Rocker (A. Young / M. Young / B. Scott)

I'm a rocker, roller
right out of controller
I'm a wheeler, dealer
I'm a wicked woman stealer
I'm a bruiser
rockin' rollin' man

slicked black hair
skin tight jeans
Cadillac car
teenage dream
rocker, roller
rocker, roller
rocker
I'm a rockin' rollin' man

lurex socks
blue suede shoes
V8 car
and tattoos
rocker, roller
I'm a rocker, roller
rocker
rockin' rollin' man

rocker, roller
rocker, roller
rocker, roller
rocker, roller
rocker
rockin' rollin' man

rock 'n' roll

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Let There Be Rock (A. Young / M. Young / B. Scott)

in the beginning
back in nineteen fifty five
man didn't know about a rock 'n' roll show
an all that jive
the white man had the schmaltz
the black man had the blues
no one knew what they was gonna do
but Tschaikovsky had the news, he said
let there be light
and there was light
let there be sound
there was sound
let there be drums
and there was drums
let there be guitar
there was guitar
let there be rock and roll

and it came to pass
that rock 'n' roll was born
and all across the land every rockin' band
was blowin' up a storm
and the guitar man got famous
the business man got rich
and in every bar there was a superstar
with a seven year itch
and there were fifteen million fingers
learnin' how to play
and you could hear the fingers pickin'
and this is what they had to say
let there be light
sound
drums
guitar
let there be rock

one night in a club called the shakin' hand
there was a 42 decibel rockin' band
and the music was good
and the music was loud
and the singer turned and he said to the crowd
let there be rock

let there be rock
goodnight
au revoir

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