I’m in Love with My Car Queen + Paul Rodgers

[Roger]:
One, two, three, one, two, three

Aaahhhh
The machine of a dream, such a clean machine
With the pistons a pumping, and the hub-caps all gleam
When I'm holding your wheel
All I hear is your gear
Your hand on my grease gun
It's like a disease son

I'm in love with my car (love with my car)
Gotta feel for my automobile
Get a grip on my boy racer rollbar (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 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 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