“I’m In Love With My Car”
The machine of a dream
Such a clean machine
With the pistons a-pumpin’
And the hubcaps all gleam
When I’m holding your wheel
All I hear is your gear
With my hand on your grease gun
It’s like a disease son
I’m in love with my car
Gotta feel for my automobile
Get a grip on my boy racer rollbar
Such a thrill when your radials squeal
Told my girl I have to forget her
Rather buy me a new carburettor
So she made tracks sayin’ this is the end now
Cars don’t talk back they’re just four-wheeled friends now
When I’m holding your wheel
All I hear is your gear
When I’m cruisin’ in overdrive
Don’t have to listen to no run-of-the-mill talk jive
I’m in love with my car
Gotta feel for my automobile
I’m in love with my car
String-back gloves in my automolove!
Writer(s): TAYLOR ROGER MEDDOWS
This song was dedicated to one of Queen roadies, but also has something autobiographical in it. Roger Taylor, Queen’s drummer and the author of the song, said in an interview with Pop On The Line in 1997, “…it was more about people in general, for instance boy racers. In particular we had a sound guy/roadie at the time called Jonathan Harris, who was in love with his car, and that inspired that. I think he had a TR4, Triumph TR4.”
