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