Chrome — текст песни (Trace Adkins)

Chrome, She can see herself In the shiny grill and the
Wire wheels of a red Chevelle with four on the floor and the top down
Chrome, zippin` by on an Electra Glide
With dual tail pipes doin` 105 in the broad daylight
On a two-lane headin` outta town

Forget Pink and purple paisleys
little mellow-yellow daisies
Ain`t no pot of gold in her rainbow
Her favorite color is ..Chrome

Chrome, get her leg up high
on the bumper of my big black Mack truck
With a smoke stack pointed towards the sky
And mud flaps, you know the kind
Chrome,I said hey little girl you sure look nice
Do you wanna ride, I won`t bite, she climbs inside
Says hell no, I want to drive

Forget Pink and purple paisleys
little mellow-yellow daisies
Ain`t no pot of gold in her rainbow
Her favorite color is ..Chrome

It`s chrome alright Shiny,nice polished
Chrome, Chrome

Forget Pink and purple paisleys
little mellow-yellow daisies
Ain`t no pot of gold in her rainbow
Her favorite color is ..Chrome

Her favorite color is...chrome
That girl is all about chrome
She sure loves chrome