led zeppelin - trampled underfoot lyricsgreasy 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. |