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The machine of a dream, such a clean machineWith the pistons a pumping, and the hub caps all gleamWhen 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 sonI'm in love with my car, gotta feel for my automobile Get a grip on my boy racer rollbar, such a thrill when your radials squealTold 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 nowWhen I'm holding your wheel, all I hear is your gearWhen I'm cruising in overdriveDon't have to listen to no run of the mill talk jiveI'm in love with my car, gotta feel for my automobile I'm in love with my car, string back gloves in my automolovemore free lyrics