I'm In Love With My Car

The machine of a dream, such a clean machine,

With the pistons a pumpin', and the hubcaps all gleam.

When I'm holding your wheel,

All I hear is your gear,

When my hand's on your grease gun,

Oh it's like a disease son,

I'm in love with my car, gotta feel for my automobile,

Get a grip on my boy racer rollbar,

Such a thrill when your radials squeal.



Told my girl I just had to forget her,

Rather buy me a new cartburettor,

So she made tracks sayin' ths is the end now,

Cars don't talk back they're just four wheeled friends now,


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