Roger Meddows Taylor is strange.
I'm in Love With My Car Lyrics
Verse 1
The machine of a dream.
Such a clean machine.
With 'a pistons 'a pumpin'.
And the hub caps all gleam.
When I'm holdin' your wheel.
All I hear is your gear.
With my hand on your grease gun.
It's like a disease, son.
Chorus
I'm in love with my car.
Gotta feel for my automobile.
Extra
Get a grip on my boy racer rollbar.
Such a thrill when your radials squeal.
Bridge (My fave.)
Told my girl, I have to forget her.
Rather buy me a new carburretor.
So she made tracks sayin', this is tr end now.
Cars don't talk back, they're just four-wheeled friends now.
Verse 2
When I'm holding your wheel.
All I hear is yout gear.
When I'm cruisin' in overdrive.
Don't have to listen, to no run-in-the-mill talk jive.
Chorus
Extra
I'm in love with my car.
String back gloves in my automolove.
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