Touch me like I touch you Hold me like I hold you Kiss me like I kiss you One more time, one more time tonight Please say you won't leave me Say you
Joey lived a mile outta Southern Cross Working on trucks for the local pit boss Friday nights when he'd come to town They'd all line up to see him lay
She was born out in the sticks In the drought of '76 Pulled the wings of bugs for kicks She's country Learned to drive in beat up hack Shotgun and an
Well living in the city puts a lock on your door Oh yeah Uh huh huh And you can't appreciate little Things no more Oh yeah Uh huh huh I can be Jack and
Sometimes love is what we make it Sometimes we're not making love at all Sometimes when our hearts are breaking Should we give up or should we give our
When I was a baby my mum and my dad Said slow down son you're crawling too fast I had skinned up knees and bumps on my head Well I couldn't talk then
I don't dance the Cucaracha I don't play the Moochachas I've never been to Mexico I've never had the chance to go Never met Speedy Gonzales I don't eat
1914 began, he was working on the land with his mum and dad He left behind his girl, joined up to see the world, it made his mother sad He made it through
There's a scar on my right elbow From a barbed wire fence when I was eight years old I must have ran a mile just crying in my torn shirt 'Till I heard
My Uncle Pete was a trucker Riding that Nullarbor Plain Ten split gears and an overdrive Chrome stacks shooting out flames He'd throw me up into the
There's a rumour goin' round that it's lookin' like splitsville between us But all that talk's just talk So don't you believe it 'Cause I just got a call
I play an old guitar from nine 'till half past one I'm just trying to make a living watching everyone else have fun I don't miss much if it happens on
We never saw them holding hands Or kissing all that much They must have loved each other Huh, there were 6 of us Mama held the fort down Dad he went to
Words cannot say What I want them t say To show how I feel That my love is real To hold you my love Is all I can do To make you see You're the world to
Little brother's in the backyard revin' up the engine Tuning up for Saturday night Be a dirt track mogul Racing round the oval Passing everything in sight
There's a summer moon shining through my room Just like it did that night You laid me down we tossed and turned We bathed in that blue light I was gone
If you've ever dropped the clutch, you're a rev head If you've ever smoked 'em up, you're a rev head If your tyres are wide and your t-shirt's black Your
When he turned 18 there was only one thing That he'd think about all the time With a scoop on the hood and a thundering roar, When you power shift overdrive