I'm In Love With My Car (Live In Sheffield / 2005) Lyrics

One, two, three, one, two, three

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
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
With your hand on my grease gun
It's like a disease, son

I'm in love with my car (in love with my car)
Gotta feel for my automobile
Get a grip on my boy racer roll bar (in love with my car)
Such a thrill when your radials squeal

Told my girl I'd have to forget her
Rather buy me a new carburettor
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 cruisin' in overdrive
Don't have to listen to no run-of-the-mill talk jive

I'm in love with my car (in love with my car)
Gotta feel for my automobile
I'm in love with my car (love with my car)
String back gloves in my automo-love

Ladies and gentlemen, Mr Roger Taylor