Stand up to Go Down - Amon Amarth

I caught your eye in a New York bar

You were looking down at me

An angel in black measuring in

At just over seven feet

Some fellas like their women short

Some fellas like 'em round

But me I like the kind of girl

That makes me stand up to go down!

Stand up!

To go down!

No man will throw her around

Stand up!

To go down!

When we make out I can’t reach the ground

We took a cab, you got in the back

But the front seat had to come out

The car shook, the car bounced

As you ground me pound for pound

But back at your place you took the reins

And saddled up, you rode me around

And just as I reached the finish line

You made me stand up to go down!

Stand up!

To go down!

No man will throw her around

Stand up!

To go down!

When we make out I can’t reach the ground

Stand up!

To go down!

I’m going down but I’m upward bound

Stand up!

To go down!

In a crowd she’s easily found

Stand up!

To go down!

No man is gonna throw her around

Stand up!

To go down!

When we make out I can’t reach the ground