I know it's your birthday
I wrote you a song
The mixtape in my mind
Would've have taken me too long
You know I'm lazy baby
And kinda crazy too
I'll wear the jacket that you gave me
Matching shorts and big brown shoes

iI'm AC/DC baby
I'm still learning to be nice
The song I almost gave you
Well it just would not suffice
On your birthday

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Hey, we've got a lot in common
I'm always talking about the gentle fight
But you should've seen the song I wrote
For you last night

I'm AC/DC baby
I'm still learning to be nice
The song I almost gave you
Well it just would not suffice
On your birthday

We're on a highway to hell
And did I mention
someone called the devil
said that we had good intentions
I always thought we could
talk our way out of anything at all
You can blame the rice and beans
and I'll blame the alcohol
I'll tell them you're the coolest one
you can tell them that I'm nice
You can say you're with the spins
or that Buffy's on tonight
We'll tell them it's your birthday
And if that don't work at all
Well our clothes are still cooler
than the shit at the shopping mall
Yeah, our clothes are still cooler
than the shit at the shopping mall