I'm In Love With My Car

Oooh

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

With my hand on your grease gun

Mmm 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'll have to forget her

Rather buy me a new carburettor

So she made tracks saying 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 (love with my car)

Gotta feel for my automobile

I'm in love with my car (love with my car)

String back gloves in my automolove