That Driving Beat

John Farnham

That Driving Beat

Lyrics：Willie Mitchell

Music：Willie Mitchell

Take off your high healed sneakers and put on our flats

We're going to a party, gonna show you where it's at

We're gonna do that pony, jerk, twist and shout

So get out on the floor girl and work it all out

Drive on

Just listen to the music and when you hear the beat

You can't fight the feeling, you've just got to move your feet

Baby let your hair down and don't go so slow

'Cos when you hear that driving beat you know you got to go

Drive on

Look over these at the girl dressed in white

She ain't wearing diamonds, she's gonna work all night

Stop looking at your watch, the lights will never blink

Don't worry 'bout the time 'cos it's later than you think

Drive on

You're looking good now

Just like I knew you would now