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.