Chrome Lyrics - Chrome - Trace Adkins

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 the 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 

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 want to ride, I won't bite, she climbs inside 

Says hell no, I wanna 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