RUFF STUFF
I like 'em big and I like
'Em small
And if I had to take the
Oath I would take them all
Give me that ruff stuff
(It's what I want)
She's a saint,
She's a sinner
She's a rave, rave, rave
She's a woman
She's a winner
In every way, way, way
She don't want love
Nor cabaret that's out
She like to play around
That suits me fine
I like it better when she read my mind, yeah
You know, don't want a woman
With a ball and chain
Don't want to play that game
Just give me that ruff stuff
I want ruff stuff
Baby give me ruff stuff
You don't want ruff stuff?
Don't want your face around here
Make you shake
Make you shiver
Make you pray, pray, pray
Gonna make you quake
Make you quiver
And turn you grey, grey, grey
I don't need brakes
They slow me down too much
They keep me out of touch
They lock me in
I like it better when I pull the pin
You know, don't want a woman
With a ball and chain
Don't want to play that game
Just give me that ruff stuff
I want ruff stuff
Baby give me ruff stuff
You don't want ruff stuff?
Don't want your face around here
I like them big
And I like them small
And if they asked me to take the oath
I would have to take them all
Give me that ruff stuff
Gimme that ruff stuff
I want ruff stuff
Baby, gimme ruff stuff
Babe, I want ruff stuff
I want ruff stuff, baby
Baby, gimme ruff stuff
I'm takin' all the ruff stuff
I want it, yeah
Don't want your face 'round here, that's it
Don't want your face 'round here
I don't want your face around my backyard any more
I don't
'Em small
And if I had to take the
Oath I would take them all
Give me that ruff stuff
(It's what I want)
She's a saint,
She's a sinner
She's a rave, rave, rave
She's a woman
She's a winner
In every way, way, way
She don't want love
Nor cabaret that's out
She like to play around
That suits me fine
I like it better when she read my mind, yeah
You know, don't want a woman
With a ball and chain
Don't want to play that game
Just give me that ruff stuff
I want ruff stuff
Baby give me ruff stuff
You don't want ruff stuff?
Don't want your face around here
Make you shake
Make you shiver
Make you pray, pray, pray
Gonna make you quake
Make you quiver
And turn you grey, grey, grey
I don't need brakes
They slow me down too much
They keep me out of touch
They lock me in
I like it better when I pull the pin
You know, don't want a woman
With a ball and chain
Don't want to play that game
Just give me that ruff stuff
I want ruff stuff
Baby give me ruff stuff
You don't want ruff stuff?
Don't want your face around here
I like them big
And I like them small
And if they asked me to take the oath
I would have to take them all
Give me that ruff stuff
Gimme that ruff stuff
I want ruff stuff
Baby, gimme ruff stuff
Babe, I want ruff stuff
I want ruff stuff, baby
Baby, gimme ruff stuff
I'm takin' all the ruff stuff
I want it, yeah
Don't want your face 'round here, that's it
Don't want your face 'round here
I don't want your face around my backyard any more
I don't
Credits
Writer(s): Malcolm Young, Angus Young, Brian Johnson
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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