Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Trampled Under Foot, artist - Pickin' On Series. Date of issue: 16.03.2003
Song language: English
Trampled Under Foot |
| 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. |