Number of Lyrics in Album : 12
By AC/DC, Back in black
I hit the sack
I'ts been too long I'm
By AC/DC, (ohh yea)
She's taking down easy
Going down to her knees
Going down
By AC/DC, Whiskey, gin and brandy
With a glass I'm pretty handy
I'm trying
By AC/DC, I'm a rolling thunder, a pouring rain
I'm comin' on like
By AC/DC, Flying on a free flight
driving all night
with my
By AC/DC, (All right)
Hey there, all you middle men
Throw away your fancy
By AC/DC, Idle juvenile on the street, on the street
Ooh he’s
By AC/DC, All you women who want a man of the street
But
By AC/DC, You're workin in bars, ridin in cars
Never gonna give it
By AC/DC, I'm a rolling thunder, a pouring rain
I'm coming on like
By AC/DC, "Hey, there, all you middle men. Throw away your fancy
By AC/DC, She was a fast machine
She kept her motor clean
