Chrome Songtext
von Trace Adkins

Aw, son
Chrome
She can see herself
In the shiny grill
And the white wheels
Of a red Chevelle
With four on the floor
And the top down

Chrome
Zippin′ by
On an ElectraGlide
With dual tailpipes
Doin' 105 in the broad daylight
On a two lane road
Headin outta town


Forget pink and purple paislies
Little mellow yellow daisies
Ain′t no pot of gold in her rainbow
Her favorite color is chrome
Yeah, chrome baby

Chrome
She got 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 and says
Hell nah, I wanna drive

Forget pink and purple paislies
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 paislies
Forget pink and purple paislies
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
Aww, chrome