I'mInLoveWithMyCar

Wooh

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 hand's on your grease gun

Oh it's like a disease son

I'm in love with my car

String back gloves in my automolove

Gotta feel for my automobile

Get a grip on my boy racer rollbar

Such a thrill when your radials squeal

Told my girl

I have to forget her

Rather buy me a new cartburettor

So she made tracks

Sayin' ths is the end now

Cars don't talk back

They're just four wheeled friends now

When I'm cruisin' in overdrive

Don't have to listen

To no run of the mill talk jive