I m in love with my car — Queen

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.

I`m in love with my car. Gotta feel for my automobile. Get a grip on my boy racer rollerbar, Such a thril when your radials squeal.

A slide to B } Told my girl I just had to forget her, B slide to C } Rather, buy me a new carburetor, A slide to B } So she made tracks saying this is the end now, B slide to C } 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 cruising in overdrive, Don`t have to listen to no run of the mill talk jive.

I`m in love with my car. Gotta feel for my automobile. I`m in love with my car. String back gloves in my automolove.

Solos: 1`21"

1`43"

2`34

two gtrs arr for one