Trampled Under Foot
Led Zeppelin

Greasy slicked down body, groovy leather trim
I like the way you hold the road, mama, it ain't no sin
Talkin' 'bout love

Trouble-free transmission, helps your oils flow
Mama, let me pump your gas, mama, let me do it all
Talkin' 'bout love

Dig that heavy metal underneath your hood
Baby, I could work all night, believe I've got the perfect tools
Talkin' 'bout love

A model built for comfort, really built with style
Special is tradition, mama, let me feast my eyes
Talkin' 'bout love

Factory air-conditioned, heat begins to rise
Guaranteed to run for hours, mama you're the perfect size
Talkin' 'bout love

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
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

Fully automatic, comes in any size
Makes me wonder what I did, before we synchronized
Talkin' 'bout love

Feather-light suspension, corners couldn't hold
I'm so glad I took a look inside your showroom doors
Talkin' 'bout love
Oh, I can't stop talkin' about love.

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