D     Em
Ooohhhhhh

 G                D
 The machine of a dream
 C                            Em                   G
 Such a clean machine        When the pistons a pumpin
 D                     C      Em
 And the hubcaps all gleam   When I'm holding your wheel
 G                            D
 All I hear is your gear     When my hand's on your grease gun
 C                            
 Oh, it's like a disease son

 Em                    G     D                  C
 I'm in love with my car    Gotta feel for my automobile
 Em                 G                   D                       C
 Get a grip on my boy racer rollerbar Such a thril when your radials squeal

 B                                        C 
 Told my girl I just had to forget her   Rather, buy me a new carborettor
 B                                              C 
 So she made tracks saying this is the end now  Cars don't talk back
 C                                        
 they're just four wheeled friends now

 Em                             G
 When I'm holding your wheel    All I hear is your gear
 D                               C
 When I'm cruising in overdrive  Don't have to listen to no run of the mill talk jive

 Em                   G     D                  C           
 I'm in love with my car   Gotta feel for my automobile
 Em                   G     D                        C           
 I'm in love with my car   String back gloves in my automolove