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High Voltage: Australia

AC/DC

℗ 1975 Albert Productions APLP 009

AC/DC • 1975 • High Voltage: Australia

«High Voltage» — дебютный студийный альбом австралийской хард-рок-группы AC/DC, вышедший в Австралии. Данная версия альбома издавалась только в Австралии, международное издание значительно отличается от австралийского.

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Baby, Please Don't Go

Baby please don't go
Baby please don't go
Baby please don't go down to New Orleans
You know I love you so
Baby please don't go

When the man done gone
When the man done gone
When the man done gone down the county farm
He got the shackles on
Baby please don't go
Don't leave me

I'll be a dog
I'll be a dog
I'll be a dog kiss your way down here
When you walk along
Baby please don't go

Why must you leave me
Lying on my back
Going across the other side of the track
Found yourself a new man I know
So baby please don't go
Baby please don't go

Oh please, please don't leave me
I don't want to be left alone baby
Oh don't go, don't go, don't go

She's Got Balls

She's got style that woman
Makes me smile that woman
She's got spunk that woman
Funk that woman
She's got speed my babe
Got what I need my babe
She's got the ability
To make a man outta me

But most important of all
Let me tell you
My lady's got balls
She's got balls

She's got soul my lady
Likes to crawl my lady
All around the floor on her hands and knees
Oh because she likes to please me

But most important of all
Let me tell you
My lady's got balls
She's got balls

And she's got taste my lady
Pace my lady
Makes my heart race
With her pretty face
She's got balls my lady
Likes to crawl my lady
Hands and knees all around the floor
No one has to tell her what a fella is for

But most important of all
Let me tell you
My lady's got balls
She's got balls

Little Lover

Saw you in the front row
Moving to the beat
(Just movin' and groovin')
Killed me when I saw
The wet patch on your seat
(Wasn't Coca Cola)
Oh baby
I hope you liked the show
When the band said good night
I had to say hello

Little lover, I can't get you off my mind (no)
Little lover, I've been trying hard to find
Someone like you

Oh baby
You sure looked sweet
(Cruisin')
A leg either side
Of my motorcycle seat
(Just oozin')
Could have been a nightmare
Could have been a dream
But on my way home, baby
I thought I heard you scream

Little lover, I can't get you off my mind
Little Lover, I've been trying hard to find
Someone to give me the things that I need, ow!

You had my picture
On your bedroom wall
(Next to Gary Glitter)
I was standing on the stage
Playing rock 'n' roll
(I was a guitar picker)
Never had a record
Never had a hit
Oh baby
You didn't mind a bit

Baby I know you're a -
Little lover

Stick Around

You've been smiling lately baby
You've been singing in the bath
You've been acting like a lady
Not a dirty photograph
Then tonight you came home early
Packed a bag or two
It's been worrying me honey
Just what you're gonna do

Stick around, yeah, stick around
Stick around, babe, stick around

Well you came on like a hurricane
About a month ago
Blowing like a stiff breeze
Always on the go
All the good times that we had
All stayed in the past
All the good lays that I get
Never seem to last

Stick around, yeah, stick around
Stick around, babe, stick around
(Come on baby, sit on this)

What have I been doing lately
To make you wanna go
I take you out dancing
Honey we can go out to a show
Spend a night romancing
Nights out on the town
Listen to me baby
You'll be glad you stopped around

Stick around, yeah, stick around
Stick around, babe, stick around

Soul Stripper

Well, I met her in the garden
Underneath that old apple tree
Sitting with a handful of flowers
Looking as cool as can be
We talked away a couple of hours
Then she laid her hand on my lap
Oh, I thought I got to be dreaming
I didn't know I fell in her trap

Then she made me say things I didn't want to say
Then she made me play games I didn't want to play
She was a soul stripper, she took my heart
Soul stripper, and tore me apart

She started moving nice and easy
Slowly getting into my spine
Killing off this nice little feeling
Ooooh, everyone she could find
And when she had me hollow and naked
That's when she put me down
Pulled out a knife and flashed it before me
Stuck it in and turned it around

Then she made me say things I didn't want to say
Then she made me play games I didn't want to play
She was a soul stripper, she took my heart
Soul stripper, and tore me apart

You Ain't Got a Hold on Me

You can roll me round your finger
You can roll me if I'm blind
You can roll me tally ho ho
I'm easy rollin' kind
But don't think I'm facin' down hill
'Cause soon you'll see
You'll lose your grip and slip
'Cause you ain't got a hold on me

You ain't got a hold on me
You ain't got a hold on me
Why don't you let me free
'Cause you ain't got a hold on me

You can take me to your bedroom
You can take me to your heart
You can take me to a climax
I won't fall apart
But don't count on me givin' it
All back to you
Just because I'm hooked on livin
Doesn't mean I'm hooked on you

You ain't got a hold on me
You ain't got a hold on me
Why don't you let me free
'Cause you ain't got a hold on me

Love Song

I can tell by the look in your eye
I can tell by the way you sigh
That you know I've been thinking of you
And you know what I want to do

Oh Jean

When you smile I see stars in the sky
When you smile I see sunrise
And I know you've been thinking of me
And I know how you want it to be

Oh Jean

I can tell by the things you say
I can tell that you know the way
And I know what you want me to do
Oh, I've got hearts and flowers for you

If you leave me you'll make me cry
When I think of you saying good bye
Oh the sky turns to a deeper blue
That's - that's how I'd feel if I lost you

Oh Jean

Show Business

You learn to sing
You learn to play
Why don't the businessman
Ever learn to pay

That's show business
Show bizness
Show bizness
That's the way it goes

You play in halls
You play in bars
You're climbin' walls
Chasin' stars

That's show business
Show bizness
Show bizness
That's the way it goes

You pay the men
You pay your dues
When it's all gone
You sing the blues

That's show business
Show bizness
Show bizness
That's the way it goes

You wanna roll
You wanna rock
But you find it hard
If your guitar's in hock

That's show business
Show bizness
Show bizness
That's the way it goes

We smoke our butts
They smoke cigars
We drown in debt
They drown in bars

That's show business
Show bizness
Show bizness
That's the way it goes

You pull a chick
Take her home
No use, man
You're worn out to the bone

That's show business
Show bizness
Show bizness
That's the way it goes