LED ZEPPELIN - Trampled Underfoot lyrics

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(jones/page/plant)<br><br>Greasy slicked down body, groovy leather trim<br>I like the way you hold the road, mama, it ain't no sin<br><br>Talkin' 'bout love (x3)<br><br>Trouble-free transmission, helps your oil's flow<br>Mama, let me pump your gas, mama, let me do it all<br><br>Talkin' 'bout love (x3)<br><br>Dig that heavy metal underneath your hood<br>Baby, I could work all night, believe I've got the perfect tools<br><br>Talkin' 'bout love (x3)<br><br>A model built for comfort, really built with style<br>Specialist tradition, mama, let me feast my eyes<br><br>Talkin' 'bout love (x3)<br><br>Factory air-conditioned, heat begins to rise<br>Guaranteed to run for hours, mama it's a perfect size<br><br>Talkin' 'bout love (x3)<br><br>Groovin' on the freeway, gauge is on the red<br>Gun down on my gasoline, I believe I'm gonna crack a head.<br><br>Talkin' 'bout love (x3)<br>I can't stop talkin' about...<br><br>Come to me for service every hundred miles<br>Baby, let me check your points, fix your overdrive<br><br>Talkin' 'bout love (x3)<br><br>Fully automatic, comes in any size<br>Makes me wonder what I did, before we synchronized<br><br>Talkin' 'bout love (x3)<br><br>Feather-light suspension, coils just couldn't hold<br>I'm so glad I took a look inside your showroom doors<br><br>Talkin' 'bout love (x3)<br><br>Oh, I can't stop talkin' about love.