What up with this?

[Matt White]

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.

[Rikk]

Originally posted by Ally_Kat
I don't have my license. Permit, yes.

We're talking 70mph with huge trucks on the highway. So cool. And I didn't get us killed!

Crazy chick with a car! (I gotta go write a song.)

Would your previous guy let you drive his vehicle?

[Rikk]

Originally posted by Matt White
Greasy slicked down body, groovy leather trim
I like the way you hold the road, mama, it ain't no sin

Probably my favorite Zeppelin song. The live version on the recent DVD (and the other take from the Earl's Court boot DVD)...wow!!!

[Ally_Kat]

Originally posted by Rikk
Crazy chick with a car! (I gotta go write a song.)

Would your previous guy let you drive his vehicle?

Fuck no. I wasn't even allowed to touch his CD collection.

[Matt White]

Asked a girl what she wanted to be
She said baby, can't you see
I wanna be famous, a star on the screen
But you can do something in between

Baby you can drive my car
Yes I'm gonna be a star
Baby you can drive my car
And baby I love you

I told a girl that my prospects were good
And she said baby, it's understood
Working for peanuts is all very fine
But I can show you a better time

Baby you can drive my car
Yes I'm gonna be a star
Baby you can drive my car
And baby I love you

Beep beep'm beep beep yeah

Baby you can drive my car
Yes I'm gonna be a star
Baby you can drive my car
And baby I love you

I told a girl I can start right away
And she said listen babe I got something to say
I got no car and it's breaking my heart
But I've found a driver and that's a start

Baby you can drive my car
Yes I'm gonna be a star
Baby you can drive my car
And baby I love you

Beep beep'm beep beep yeah
Beep beep'm beep beep yeah
Beep beep'm beep beep yeah
Beep beep'm beep beep yeah

[Ally_Kat]

(very slowly)
Beep beep beep beep
His horn went beep beep beep
While riding in my Cadillac
What to my surprise
A little Nash Rambler was following me
About one third my size
The guy musta wanted to pass me up
As he kept on tooting his horn
I'll show him that a Cadillac is not a car to scorn
Beep beep beep beep
His horn went beep beep beep

(slowly)
I pushed my foot down to the floor
To give the guy the shake
But the little Nash Rambler stayed right behind
He still had on his brake
He musta thought his car had more guts
As he kept on tooting his horn (beep beep)
I'll show him that a Cadillac is not a car to scorn
Beep beep beep beep
His horn went beep beep beep

(normal speed)
My car went into passing gear
And we took off with gust (whoosh)
Soon we were going ninety
Musta left him in the dust
When I peeked in the mirror of my car
I couldn't believe my eyes
The little Nash Rambler was right behind
You'd think that guy could fly
Beep beep beep beep
His horn went beep beep beep

(quickly)
Now we were doing a hundred and ten
This certainly was a race
For a Rambler to pass a Caddy
Would be a big disgrace
The guy musta wanted to pass me up
As he kept on tooting his horn (beep beep)
I'll show him that a Cadillac is not a car to scorn
Beep beep beep beep
His horn went beep beep beep

(very quickly)
Now we're going a hundred twenty
As fast as I can go
The Rambler pulled along side of me
As if we were going slow
The fella rolled down his window
And yelled for me to hear
"Hey buddy how do I get this car outa second gear?"

[Rikk]

Fantastic album.

[Ally_Kat]

moving to the music forum!

[Rikk]

Okay, you're right. Let's get back to the second topic (not the original one).

When are you going to cook me breakfast?:p

[Ally_Kat]

When are you going to send me my pet moose from Canada?

[Rikk]

Originally posted by Ally_Kat
When are you going to send me my pet moose from Canada?

When you cook me breakfast (with no clothes on), I will bring the moose with me. His name is Kenneth. He's a sagittarius.

[Ally_Kat]

Ken the moose?

[Rikk]

Yes. He's English. He also would like breakfast. I promised him you'd have no clothes. So don't disappoint the moose, kay?

[Brett]

Quite a thread, LOL.

[Rikk]

Much better than it was when it started.