1. TRAMPLED UNDER FOOT





Grease me straight down, good electric
I could lay it on the road, mama, it ain't no trick
Talkin' 'bout love, talkin' 'bout love, talkin' 'bout
Ooh, trouble-free transmission, helps your oil's flow
Mama, let me pump your gas, mama, let me do it all
Talkin' 'bout love, huh, talkin' 'bout love, ooh, Talkin'bout

Take that heavy metal underneath your hood
Baby, i could work all night, leave a big pile of tubes
Talkin' 'bout lo-ove, talkin' 'bout lo-ove, talkin' 'bout
Automobile club-covered, really built in style
Special is tradition, mama, let me feast my eyes
Talkin' 'bout love, talkin' 'bout love, talkin' 'bout
Factory air-conditioned, wind begins to rise

Guaranteed to run for hours, mama, and brand-new tires
Talkin' 'bout love, talkin' 'bout love, talkin' 'bout
Groovin' on the freeway, blazes on the road
From now on my gasoline is even gonna conk your hair
Talkin' 'bout love, talkin' 'bout love, talkin' 'bout
I can't stop talkin' about, i can't stop talkin' about
Ooh, yeah-yeah, yes, ah, drive on

Ooh, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yes, i'm comin' through
Come to me for service every hundred miles
Baby, let me check your valves, fix your overdrive
Talkin' 'bout love, talkin' 'bout love, talkin' 'bout
Ooh, yes, fully automatic, comes in any size

Makes me wonder what i did, before i got synchronized
Talkin' 'bout lo-ove, talkin' 'bout love, talkin' 'bout
Ooh, feather-light suspension, coils just couldn't hold
I'm so glad i took a look inside your showroom doors
Talkin' 'bout love, talkin' 'bout lo-oo-oh-ove, Talkin' Bout

Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh, i can't stop talkin' about love
I can't stop talkin' about love
Ooh, let me go in down, go in down, go in down, go in Down, go in down, yes, i can't stop talkin' about
I can't stop talkin' about lo-oh', baby
I can't stop talkin' about love, or my baby
I can't stop talkin' about love, my baby, uh, my baby,
My baby, yeah, unnh, push, push, push it, push, push
Ounheahhonhouh










2. BLACK COUNTRY WOMAN





Shall we roll it, Jimmy?
We're rolling on, uh, what, one?
No, one again.
Chuckle
Got to get this airplane off.
Naw, leave it, yeah.

Hey, hey, mama, what's the matter here
Hey, hey, mama, what's the matter here
You didn't have to tell me that you love me so
Y' didn't have to love me, mama, let me go

Hey, hey, mama, what's the matter here
You didn't have to make me a total disgrace
Y' didn't have to leave me with that beer in my face
Hey, hey, mama, what's the matter here
Uh, that's alright, it's awful doggone clear
Hey, hey, baby, why you treat me mean
Oh, oh, baby, why you treat me mean

You didn't have to crucify me like you did
You didn't have to tell me i was just your kid
Hey, hey, mama, why'd you treat me mean
You didn't have say you'd always be by my side
Y' didn't have to tell me you'd be my blushin' bride
Hey, hey, mama, why you treat me mean

But that's alright, i know your sisters, too
You didn't have to tell me that you love me so
You didn't have to leave me, mama, let me go
Hey, hey, mama, what is wrong with you
You didn't have to leave me like a total disgrace
You didn't have to leave me with that beer on my face
Hey, hey, mama, what is wrong with you
Oh, but that's alright, i'd be the same way, too
Oh, yeah-yo
No man... no

Now, my baby, now you didn't have to crucify me
Like you did
You didn't have to tell me i was just your kid
Hey, hey, mama, what's the matter here
You didn't have to tell me you would be my own
You didn't have to tell me, baby, let me go
Hey, hey, mama, what is wrong with you
Uh, that's alright, i know your sister, too

Ooh, yeah-yeah
Ooh, yeah
Ooh, yeah-yeah
Ooh, yeah-yeah
Ooh, yeah... oh
What's the matter with you, mama