Fancy Machine کے بول

Lonely roads Walking home Why'd you leave me all alone? When we first met You were dressed in red But now you're gone and there's so many things I left unsaid I was looking at a photo of us back in '98 It was after that fender-bender But don't worry baby, you still looked great She was my honky trunk of love I picked her up from a heaven above She was my beauty queen A mighty fine well oiled, heavy engine V-8, four wheel, seat warming Cup holding, air bagging, defrosting Child locking, freedom loving, fancy machine. Fancy machine A fancy machine She was my fancy machine A fancy machine She was my fancy machine A fancy machine She was my fancy machine Fancy machine