AC/DC - Badlands текст песни

I am a pistol pocket man with a gun in my hand
Looking for a woman that will understand
You like to roll and I like to ride
I'll stop at nothing, never take me alive

CHORUS:
I'm a man with a fast hand
Loving on a last stand
Outlaw, quick draw
Evil talking bandit man
In the badlands

I got a .45 that'll make you fry
Burn your saucy ass up like the Fourth of July
I ride it hard, I ride it high
Make love to you till you reach for the sky

CHORUS

I'm gonna set up my six pack
Ain't gonna back track
I shoot loaded
Come on girl, gonna give you a thrill

In the badlands