Текст песне : David Lee Roth. Your Filthy Little Mouth. She's My Machine.
It's gettin' late I don't know 'bout 3 a.m.
And I'm drivin' in my '57 dream
It's gettin' late don't know just where I've been
And I'm comin' to you from All points in between
A little lovin'
On my mind
A little lovin'
She's my machine
She gets along let alone, she's premium
And I love to feel her each and every night
Damn straight, she's wild In overdrive
Feels like something's getting right
A little lovin'
On my mind
A little lovin'
She's my machine
It's gettin' late I don't know 'bout 3 a.m.
And I'm drivin' in my '57 dream
She's red, she's wild In overdrive
And I'm coming to from all points in between
A little lovin'
On my mind
A little lovin'
She's my machine
Look out, kick it
Machine, machine
She's my machine, machine
And I'm drivin' in my '57 dream
It's gettin' late don't know just where I've been
And I'm comin' to you from All points in between
A little lovin'
On my mind
A little lovin'
She's my machine
She gets along let alone, she's premium
And I love to feel her each and every night
Damn straight, she's wild In overdrive
Feels like something's getting right
A little lovin'
On my mind
A little lovin'
She's my machine
It's gettin' late I don't know 'bout 3 a.m.
And I'm drivin' in my '57 dream
She's red, she's wild In overdrive
And I'm coming to from all points in between
A little lovin'
On my mind
A little lovin'
She's my machine
Look out, kick it
Machine, machine
She's my machine, machine
David Lee Roth
Your Filthy Little Mouth
David Lee Roth
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