Declaratzie

Subsemnatul Turin Turambar, in plenitudinea facultatzilor mele mentale, superioare, medii si fundamentale, declar prin prezenta ca imi trag manushile pe mana, imi pun ochelarii de soare, inchid mashina, bag cheia si

Vrum. Vrum vrum vrum.

VruuuuuummMMMM!

The machine of a dream
Such a clean machine
With the pistons a pumpin'
And the hub caps all gleam

When I'm holdin' your wheel
All I hear is your gear
When my hands 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 rollbar
Such a thrill when your radials squeal

Told my girl I'll have to forget her
Rather buy me a new carburetor
So she made tracks sayin'
This is the end now
Cars don't talk back
Theyr'e just four wheeled friends now

When I'm holdin' your wheel
All I hear is your gear
When I'm cruisin' in overdrive
Don't have to listen to no run of the mill talk jive

Im in love with my car
Gotta feel for my automobile
Im in love with my car
String back gloves in my automolove



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