Chrome

Trace Adkins · Til The Last Shot's Fired: The Definitive Greatest Hits [2010]

Chrome,

she can see herself

in the shiny grille

and the wire wheels

of a red Chevelle

with four-on-the-floor

and the top down



Chrome,

zippin' by

on an ElectraGlide

with dual tailpipes

doin' 105 in the broad daylight

on a two lane

headin outta town



CHORUS

For-get pink and pur-ple paislies

Little mel-low yel-low daisies

ain't no pot of gold

In her rainbow

her favorite color is chrome



yeah, chrome baby (said only once after first chorus)



Chrome

got her leg up high

on the bumper

of my big black Mack truck

with a smoke stack

pointed towards the sky

and mud flaps, you know the kind



Chrome

I said hey little girl,

you sure look nice

you wanna ride?

I won't bite,

she climbs inside and says

Hell no, I wanna drive



(CHORUS)



It's chrome alright

shiny, nice, polished

Chrome

chrome



(CHORUS)



that girl is all about chrome,

she sure loves chrome...

...aww, chrome