Escrita por Malcolm Young, Angus Young, Brian Johnson

Put your gear into fire
Lay your bullets on the ground
Turn your head to desire
There’s a woman going down
She said she’ll rack 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

 

Sink the pink, it’s all the fashion
Drink the drink, it’s old fashion
Gimme water, gimme wine
Gonna show you, a good time
Sink the pink, sink the pink

 

Got a fever running high
Give you wings to make you fly
She school you like a fool
She make you break the rules
She wanna give it a shot, hit the spot
And I’m gonna rack ‘em up, get it hot
She said, make it good, satisfy
You know that woman got Dallas eyes

 

Sink the pink, it’s all the fashion
Drink the drink, it’s old fashion
Gimme water, gimme wine
Gonna show you, a good time
Sink the pink, sink the pink
I want you to sink it for me…

 

Sink the pink, sink the pink, it’s all the fashion
Drink the drink, drink the drink, it’s old fashion
Gimme water, gimme wine
Gonna show you, a good time
Sink the pink, sink the pink, sink the pink, Sink the pink
Oh, oh ohhh, sink the pink