Letras:
Back In Black

yeah Back in now Well I?m back, I?m back Back, I?m back Back, I?m back Back, I?m back Back, I?m back Back Back in black Yes I?m back in black Out of

: All you women who want a man of the street But you don?t know which way you wanna turn Just keep a coming and put your hand out to me ?cause I?m the

: She take you down easy Going down to her knees Going down to the devil Down down to ninety degrees Oh, she?s blowing me crazy Till my ammunition is

: Whiskey, gin and brandy With a glass I?m pretty handy I?m trying to walk a straight line On sour mash and cheap wine So join me for a drink boys We

fight, don?t sleep at night It?s shake a leg, shake a leg, shake a leg, shake it yeah Keeping out of trouble with eyes in the back of my face Kicking

: Hey there, all you middle men Throw away your fancy clothes And while you?re out there sittin? on a fence So get off your ass and come down here ?cause

driver is black This time of night You better sit in the back Got a few smokes Under your hat The cops are lookin' out For the petrol on the black This

said goodbye with words I died a hundred times You go back to her And I go back to Black, black, black, black, black, black, black, I go back to I go back

bringin it back All DJ crews that's cuttin, you bringin it back We bringin it back All b-boys breakin and bustin, bringin it back We bringin it back