Go Zone

Want some relaxation
Need to get some RNR
(That's rest and recreation)
Don't need no vacation
I don't have to go that far
(I've got better things to do with my money)

Don't need no private eye
Forget the FBI
'Cause when the beaver sings
You know I'm closing in, yeah

To the go zone
Ready to fly in the go zone
Standin' up high in the go zone
Down on the block in the go zone
Ready to rock
Down, down, down, down
Down, down, down
In the go zone, ooh, yeah

Got to have my candy
Got to have my sugar sweet
(I wanna give you a treat)
Giving you directions
You don't have to use your feet
(Why, we're on the same street, baby)

You've got to travel south
South of my hungry mouth
And there you'll find a friend
Until the bitter end

To the go zone
Ready to fly in the go zone
Standin' up high in the go zone
Down on the block in the go zone
Ready to rock
Down, down, down, down
Down, down, down
In the go zone

Ooh, yeah
What are you gonna find down there?
Ain't no red light to stop you

Get yourself a ticket
To the go zone
Ready to fly in the go zone
Standin' up high in the go zone
Down on the block in the go zone
Ready to rock in the go zone
Leave me to die in the go zone
Standing up high in the go zone
Down on the block, go zone
Ready to rock
Down, down, down, down
Down, down, down, down
In the go zone



Credits
Writer(s): Malcolm Young, Angus Young, Brian Johnson
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