Testo Car

I pull up the car
And I let it run
It takes away from
Where we are

Oh what a machine
Oh what a machine
Oh what a machine Oh

If I left it, sold
Would it be complete
Let me soft carry it
Away from me

Oh what a machine
Oh what a machine
Oh what a machine
Oh

I dig both my heels
Deep into the field
It tells me just how I should really feel

Oh what a machine
Oh what a machine
Oh what a machine
Oh