Queen 6. I'm in love with my car Lyrics

Aaaaaaaaaaahhh
The machine of a dream, such a clean machine
With the pistons a pumpin', and the hubcaps all gleam.
When I'm holding your wheel
All I hear is your gear
And your hand on my grease gun
Mmm it's like a disease son
I'm in love with my car (oh yeah) 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 carburettor
So she made tracks sayin' this is the end now
Cars don't talk back they're just four wheeled friends now