AC/DC — Shes Got Balls

[Verse 1] 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 lady Got what I need, my baby She's got the ability, hey To make a man out of me [Pre-Chorus] But most important of all Let me tell you [Chorus] The lady's got balls She's got balls She's got balls She's got balls [Verse 2] She's got soul, my lady Likes to crawl, my baby All around the floor on her hands and knees Ooh, because she likes to please me [Pre-Chorus] But most important of all Let me tell you [Chorus] The lady's got balls She's got balls She's got balls She's got balls [Solo] [Verse 3] 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 feller is for [Pre-Chorus] But let me tell you all [Chorus] The lady's got balls She's got balls She's got balls She's got balls [Chorus] The lady's got balls She's got balls She's got balls She's got balls