Escrita por Malcolm Young, Angus Young, Brian Johnson

Put on the headset, get on the stage
Out on the midnight escapade
I didn’t wanna steal your thunder
I wouldn’t wanna play your game
Making all the headlines, getting on the front page, aah aah
Didn’t even know her number, I didn’t even know her name

 

Stand up, stand up and take it
Stand up, stand up and make it
Stand up, stand up and face it
Stand up, oh

 

Get on the red dress, slip on the lace
Up for a high heel, and a pretty face
Woman wanna get you under
Woman wanna get you tame
Loving on a hot night
Stoking up the flame, aah aah
Didn’t wanna know her number, I didn’t wanna know her name

 

Stand up, stand up and take it
Stand up, stand up and make it
Stand up, stand up and face it
Stand up

 

You take it out
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Stand up, stand up and take it
Stand up, stand up and make it
Stand up, stand up and face it
Stand up, you can make it
Stand up, stand up and take it
Stand up, stand up and make it
Stand up, stand up and face it
Stand up, stand up