Trace Adkins - Chrome [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
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, zipping by on an Electra Glide
With dual tail pipes doing 105 in the broad daylight
On a two-lane heading out to town

[Chorus]
Forget Pink and purple paisleys
Little mellow-yellow daisies
Ain't no pot of gold in her rainbow
Her favorite color is chrome

[Verse 2]
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 want to ride, I won't bite, she climbs inside
Says hell no, I want to drive

[Chorus]


[Bridge]
It's chrome alright shiny, nice polished
Chrome, chrome

[Chorus]

[Outro]
Her favorite color is chrome
That girl is all about chrome
She sure loves chrome