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 hands 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 radias squeal Told my girl I had to forget her Rather buy me a new carburettor So she made tracks sayin this is the end now Cars don't talk back they're just four wheeled friends now When I'm holding your wheel All I hear is your gear When I'm cruisin in overdrive Don't have to listen to no run of the mill talk jive I'm in love with my car gotta feel for my automobile I'm in love with my car string back gloves in my automobile