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