D2 Flourish
Em
Oooh, ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh
G D C
The machine of a dream - such a clean machine
Em G
With the pistons a pumpin'
D C
And the hub caps all gleam
Em
When I'm holding your wheel
G
All I hear is your gear
D
When my hand's on your grease gun
C
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
B2
Told my girl I'll have to forget her
C2
Rather buy me a new carburetor
B2
So she made tracks sayin' this is the end now
C2
Cars don't talk back -
they're just four-wheeled friends now
D2 Flourish
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 automolove...
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