Sin City Lyrics by AC/DC

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Sin City Lyrics by AC/DC

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Bonfire by AC/DC

Back In Black

Back in black I hit the sack I'ts been too long I'm

Back Seat Confidential

Old man's car, it's Saturday night Got me a woman and

Bad Boy Boogie

On the day I was born The rain fell down There was

Dirty Eyes

Honey Yeah, Honey Do It Wooooo, do it good Do it all night Every night Whe

Dog Eat Dog

Well it's a dog eat dog, eat cat too The French

Get It Hot

Goin' on over time Just a me and you Going to have

Girls Got Rhythm

I've been around the world I've seen a million girls Ain't one

Hell Ain't A Bad Place To Be

Hey you, yeah you Sometimes I think this woman is kinda

High Voltage

(well) You ask me 'bout the clothes I wear And you

Highway To Hell

Livin' easy, lovin' free, season ticket, on a one -

If You Want Blood (You've Got It)

It's criminal There ought to be a law Criminal There ought to be

It's A Long Way To The Top

Ridin' down the highway Goin' to a show Stop in all the

Let There Be Rock

In the beginning Back in nineteen fifty five Man didn't know 'bout

Live Wire

Well if you're lookin' for trouble I'm the man to see If

Problem Child

FUCK THIS I'm hot, and when I'm not I'm cold as ice Get

Ride On

It's another lonely evening And another lonely town But I ain't too

Rocker

I'm a rocker I'm a roller I'm a right out of controller I'm

School Days

C'mon ... Up in the morning and out to school The teacher

She's Got Balls

She's got style that woman Makes me smile that woman She's got

Shot Down In Flames

Out on the town, looking for a woman Gonna give me

Sin City

Diamonds and dust Poor man last, rich man first Lambourginis, caviar Dry mart

T.N.T.

ACDC - TNT Oi (15 times) See me ride out of that

The Jack

She gave me the Queen She gave me the King She was

Touch Too Much

It was one of those nights when you turn out

Walk All Over You

Outta my way I'm a runnin high Take your chance with

Whole Lotta Rosie

Wanna tell you a story 'Bout a woman I know When it

It's A Long Way To The Top (if You Wanna Rock 'n' Roll)

Ridin' down the highway Goin' to a show Stop in all the

Other AC/DC Lyrics

Ain't No Fun (Waiting Round To Be A Millionaire) Lyrics

The following is a true story Only the names have been

All Screwed Up Lyrics

Get ready You think your kinda tough You're walkin' kinda rough When you

Alright Tonight Lyrics

Do you wanna boogie? Do you wanna blow? She said: I do

Anything Goes Lyrics

Got a taste of a rocking band, Standing there holding out

Are You Ready Lyrics

Are you ready Are you ready Are you ready Are you ready Sweet apple

Baby Please Don't Go Lyrics

Baby please don't go Baby please don't go Baby please don't go

Back In Black Lyrics

Back in black I hit the sack I'ts been too long I'm

Back In Business Lyrics

Breaking out, about to shout Feel the need, for one more

Back Seat Confidential Lyrics

Old man's car, it's Saturday night Got me a woman and

Bad Boy Boogie Lyrics

On the day I was born The rain fell down There was

Badlands Lyrics

I'm a pistol packin' man With a gun in my hand Lookin'

Ballbreaker Lyrics

Breakin' balls, bangin' walls Work hard and tough, and I want

Beating Around The Bush Lyrics

Smilin' face and laughin' eyes But ya can't keep on tellin'

Bedlam In Belgium Lyrics

yeah, yeah the blood in my veins was runnin' right through

Big Balls Lyrics

Well I'm ever upper class high society God's gift to ballroom

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Diamonds and dust
Poor man last, rich man first
Lambourginis, caviar
Dry martinis, Shangri-la
I got a burning feeling
Deep inside of me
It's yearning
But I'm going to set it free

CHORUS:
I'm 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

(I'm gonna rule you baby)

Ladders and snakes
Ladders give, snakes take
Rich man, poor man, beggarman, thief
Ain't got a hope in hell, that's my belief

Fingers Freddy, Diamond Jim
They're getting ready, look out I'm coming in
So spin that wheel, cut that pack
And roll those loaded dice
Bring on the dancing girls
And put the champaign on ice

CHORUS

Diamonds and dust Poor man last, rich man first Lambourginis, caviar Dry martinis, Shangri-la I got a burning feeling Deep inside of me It's yearning But I'm going to set it free CHORUS: I'm 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 (I'm gonna rule you baby) Ladders and snakes Ladders give, snakes take Rich man, poor man, beggarman, thief Ain't got a hope in hell, that's my belief Fingers Freddy, Diamond Jim They're getting ready, look out I'm coming in So spin that wheel, cut that pack And roll those loaded dice Bring on the dancing girls And put the champaign on ice CHORUS

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