Jessie's on a milking stool. Her chores are almost done
Joe's V8 comes through the gate. He calls and says c'mon
They're off to crank the weekend up Joey lets it rip
Pink corellas scatter as they roar across the grid
The motor's runnin;, the wheels are hummin' Spittin' that gravel high
Look at that lipstick drivin' him ballistic
Rolling 'cross the plain
Rising moon and sweet perfume. Headin' for the bitumen
Four wheel traction headin' for the action
Nothin's gonna hold 'em down Just one spark and up she goes
When country comes to town
When country comes to town
Jessie's lookin' sweet
She's swapped her moleskins for a skirt
Joey drops it down a gear
And drifts it through the dirt
Sterio is thumpin' crossin' Kerrigundi Creek
You can see it in her eyes this girl's been hangin' out all week
The motor's runnin', wheels are hummin'
Spittin' that gravel high
Look at that lipstick drivin' him ballistic
Rolling 'cross the plain
Rising moon and sweet perfume. Headin' for the bitumen
Four wheel traction headin' for the action
Nothin's gonna hold 'em down Just one spark and up she goes
When country comes to town
When country comes to town
The motor's runnin', wheels are hummin'
Spittin' that gravel high
Look at that lipstick drivin' him ballistic
Rolling 'cross the plain
Rising moon and sweet perfume. Headin' for the bitumen
Four wheel traction headin' for the action
Nothin's gonna hold 'em down Just one spark and up she goes
When country comes to town
When country comes to town
When country comes to town
Writer(s): Lee Raymond Kernaghan, Garth Ivan Richard Porter, Colin Keith Robert Buchanan
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