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your gear
With my hand on your grease gun
Mmm, it's like a disease, son
I'm in love with my car, gotta feel for my automobile
Get a grip on my boy »
I'm in Love with My Car
A Night at the Opera
by Queen
holdin' your wheel
All I hear is your gear
When my hand's on your grease gun
Oh it's like a disease son

I'm in love with my car
Gotta feel for my »
I'm In Love With My Car
Live in Ukraine [2 CD/DVD/Shirt]
by Paul Rodgers
a grease gun to his elbow, saying
Never go against the grain
Never go against that grain
Shoot the dog, shoot the dog

Oh, keep the lantern bright
Keep »
Sandpaper Blues
Rock Art and the X-Ray Style
by Joe Strummer
on
enemy anger impotent gun grease
too many thoughts
too dogshit tired
one small step for freedom
from foregone conclusion

you get bigger as you go »
You Get Bigger as You Go
Humans
by Bruce Cockburn
He blesses the boys as they stand in line
The smell of gun grease and the bayonets they shine
He's there to help them all that he can
To make them »
Sky Pilot
The Story of the Animals
by The Animals
He blesses the boys as they stand in line
The smell of gun grease
And the bayonets they shine
He's there to help them all that he can
To make »
Sky Pilot
The Essential Eric Burdon and the Animals: A Decade of Rock Blues
by Eric Burdon & the Animals
He blesses the boys as they stand in line
The smell of gun grease
and the bayonets they shine
He's there to help them all that he can
To make »
Sky Pilot
The Twain Shall Meet
by Eric Burdon & the Animals
the fastest, fastest gun in town

Hey looky snookie let's have some fun
Won't you polish my pistol, won't you grease my gun
I ride a rock horse and I'm »
Fastest Gun in Town
Things You've Never Done Before
by Roxx Gang
and fun,
But I'm still in my room tryna grease my gun.
Can't let it get rusty: if a shoot-out breaks,
The only thing I want jammin' is my screwed-out tape. »
Jackers in My Home
The Last Chair Violinist
by South Park Mexican
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