I'm In Love With My Car

Oooh, The machine of a dream 
Such a clean machine 
With the pistons a pumpin' 
And the hub caps all gleam 

When I'm holdin' 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 sayin' 
This is the end now 
Cars don't talk back 
They're just four wheeled friends now 

When I'm holdin 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