Текст песни Queen - I`m In Love With My Car
Queen - I`m In Love With My Car слова песни
The machine of a dreamSuch a clean machineWith the pistons a pumpin`And the hub caps all gleamWhen I`m holdin` your wheelAll I hear is your gearWhen my hand`s on your grease gunOh it`s like a disease sonI`m in love with my carGotta feel for my automobileGet a grip on my boy racer rollbarSuch a thrill when your radials squealTold my girl I`ll have to forget herRather buy me a new carburetorSo she made tracks sayin`This is the end nowCars don`t talk backThey`re just four wheeled friends nowWhen I`m holdin your wheelAll I hear is your gearWhen I`m cruisin` in overdriveDon`t have to listen to no run of the mill talk jiveI`m in love with my carGotta feel for my automobileI`m in love with my carString back gloves in my automolove