The Jack [Live At River Plate] AC/DC

[Intro]
"We're gonna do a song about a dirty, dirty woman, yeah!"
"A dirty, dirty woman!"
"I said, she was so dirty, she'd make a grown man cry"
"I swear, that boy's got the devil in his fingers and the blues in his soul, yeah"
"Yeah"
"This is a song called "The Jack""
"Sing it with us, c'mon!"

[Verse 1]
She gave me her mind
Then she gave me her body
But it seems to me
That she gave it to anybody
But I made her cry
And I made her scream
Then I took her high
And I curdled her cream, yeah
But how was I to know that she had been there before?
She told me she was a virgin
Woah, babe, oh yeah
She was number nine-ninety-nine on the clinical list
I had to fall in love with that dirty little bitch

[Chorus]
She's got the jack, c'mon
She's got the jack
She's got the jack, oh, baby
She's got the jack, my baby
She's got the jack
She's got the jack
She's got the jack, c'mon, baby
She's got the jack, ready
She's got the jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack
She's got the jack, c'mon, my baby
She got a song, baby