Текст (слова) песни: Queen - I`m In Love With My Car
The machine of a dream, such a clean machine With the pistons a pumping, and the hub caps 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`ll have to forget her, rather buy me a new carburetor 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 cruising 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 automolove
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