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Trampled Underfoot Greasy slicked down body, groovy leather trim I like the way you hold the road, mama, it ain't no sin Talkin' 'bout love [X3] Trouble-free transmission, helps your oil's flow Mama, let me pump your gas, mama, let me do it all Talkin' 'bout love [X3] Dig that heavy metal underneath your hood Baby, I could work all night, believe I've got the perfect tools Talkin' 'bout love [X3] A model built for comfort, really built with style Specialist tradition, mama, let me feast my eyes Talkin' 'bout love [X3] Factory air-conditioned, heat begins to rise Guaranteed to run for hours, mama it's a perfect size Talkin' 'bout love [X3] Groovin' on the freeway, gauge is on the red Gun down on my gasoline, I believe I'm gonna crack a head. Talkin' 'bout love [X3] I can't stop talkin' about... Come to me for service every hundred miles Baby, let me check your points, fix your overdrive Talkin' 'bout love [X3] Fully automatic, comes in any size Makes me wonder what I did, before we synchronized Talkin' 'bout love [X3] Feather-light suspension, coils just couldn't hold I'm so glad I took a look inside your showroom doors Talkin' 'bout love [X3] Oh, I can't stop talkin' about love.
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