Queen — I’m in Love with My Car Live Killers

[Verse 1] The machine of a dream Such a clean machine With the pistons a pumping And the hubcaps all gleam [Pre-Chorus 1] 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 [Chorus 1] I'm in love with my car Got to feel for my automobile Get a grip on my boy racer roll bar Such a thrill when your radials squeal [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 [Pre-Chorus 2] 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 [Chorus 2] I'm in love with my car (Ooh, I'm in love with my car) Got to feel for my automobile (Ooh) I'm in love with my car (Ooh, I'm in love with my car) String back gloves in my automolove (Ooh)