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Текст и слова песни AC/DC – Sing The Pink

Put your gear into fire
Lay your bullets on the ground
Turn your head to desire
There s a woman going down
She gonna rough you up, all the way
Then she gonna spit you out, count your days
She says choice is yours, casually
So why don t you do what comes naturally
CHORUS:
Sink the pink, it s all the fashion
Drink the drink, it s old-fashioned
Gimme water, gimme wine
Gonna show you a good time
Sink the pink
Sink the pink
Got a fever runnin high
Give you wings to make you fly
She school you like a fool
She make you break the rules
Gonna get a shot, hit the spot
Then she gonna rack em up, get it hot
She said make it good, satisfy
You know that woman got Dallas eyes
REPEAT CHORUS
Solo
REPEAT CHORUS

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