[here comes the furor] Kick the dust, wipe the crime from the main street Await the coming of the lord Hangin round with them low down and dirty Bringing
began to choke She said, honey, shoot your load You are a ballbreaker Wreckin' ball, let it roll You are a ballbreaker Buildin' steam, whippin' cream You are a ballbreaker
Burnin' alive, set my soul on fire Runnin' with a gun, this place is gonna burn No firewater or novacaine No thunderstorm, no John Wayne No kids to rock
Some people say I'm only out at night Maybe those folks might of got it right And some people say I drive a Cadillac car Or sell my wares hauntin' hotel
I like to slip into something good I see a young girl in the neighborhood The way she move, I must confess I like to run my hands up and down her legs
He be the count of Monte Cristo Could be a quake any day Maybe somebody from Siam Begin the era of a new rage Keeps lickin' all the honey Chewin' up
Runnin' 'round with the wrong crowd Goin' out on a last stand Playin' too hard an' too loud Bad cards in a bad hand Wanna dance, wanna sing Whip you with
I've been drinkin' all night long So long, baby, I'm gone Bloody Mary, give me shivers from a shot Set up the shooters, it's time for a drop Old Jamaica
A rollin' rock, electric shock It gives a lickin' that doesn't stop She line 'em up, push you 'round Smokin' rings going 'round and 'round Her hot potatoes
Honey roll over and lettuce on top Strap you to the bed and make you rock Run it up the flag, send it on home Push you to the wall and make you moan She
Love bomb, love bomber It's a comin' on strong I can't take it any longer Come a rockin' through your door Cruisin' the sky, let's fly Blowin' all night
bed Her hand went for my throat As I began to choke Honey shoot your load You are a Ballbreaker You are a Ballbreaker Ballbreaker Ballbreaker Ballbreaker Ballbreaker Ballbreaker Ballbreaker
Translation: AC/DC. Ballbreaker.
: A Rollin' rock, Electric shock She gives a lickin' that doesn't stop [That don't stop] She line 'em up, Push you 'round Smokin' rings going round
: Some people say, I'm only out at night Maybe those folks, might of got it right And some people say I drive a cadillac car Or sell my wares hauntin
: I like to slip into something good I see a young girl in the neighborhood The way she move, I must confess I like to run my hands up and down her
: [Oooh yeah] Burnin' alive, set my soul on fire Runnin' with a gun, this place is gonna burn No firewater, or novacaine No thunderstorm, no John
