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Chrome
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
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