Standard (EADGBE)
Intro
D with some frills
Verse 1
Ohhhhh... The machine of a dream.
Such a clean machine. When 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.
Chrous:
I'm in love with my car. Gotta feel for my automobile.
Geat a grip on my boy racer roller bar, Such a thril when your radials squeel.
Verse 2
Told my girl I'll have to forget her, Rather buy me a new carburetor,
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 you wheel, All I hear is your gear,
When I'm crusing in overdrive, Don't have to listen to no run of the mill talk jive.