Trampled Underfoot — текст песни (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 (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.