Testi
[Verse 1]
Burnin' rubber on a backroad curve,
Three-door Sierra got a lotta nerve.
Sunday morning, the town's alive,
Smokin' tires and feelin' the drive.
Neighbors peekin', hear the roar,
Big clouds risin', they want more.
[Chorus]
Cossie, oh Cossie, you sing your tune,
Echoes flyin’ to the sun and moon.
Fast as a whisper, loud as a gun,
Cossie’s callin’, let’s all have some fun.
[Verse 2]
That turbo growls, it’s a hungry beast,
From the westbound road to the village feast.
Kids on the sidewalk clap their hands,
Feet tappin’ rhythms in the dust and sand.
The smoke's a banner, the street's a stage,
Dancin' through life in a tire-spun haze.
[Prechorus]
Oh, the wheels spin, hearts race,
Freedom's written on every face.
[Chorus]
Cossie, oh Cossie, you sing your tune,
Echoes flyin’ to the sun and moon.
Fast as a whisper, loud as a gun,
Cossie’s callin’, let’s all have some fun.
[Bridge]
Old Joe’s got a two-step, Sue’s got a sway,
Even preacher’s tappin’ on a holy day.
Clouds of smoke, like a country hymn,
Every twist and turn’s a sacred spin.
Stile di musica
banjo flourishes, country, very sexy female vocals, female vocals, twangy electric guitar, fast-paced, high-energy, happy, upright bass