Shine My Machine

Down in Motor City where I come from

People like their music loud

Motown was born down the east side

Detroit is the name of my town

Factory-workers, hippies and crew-cuts

Jumping up and down in their seats

In the daytime it sure looks different

But at night it's just a rock-n-roll beat

So rev my engine

Shine my machine

Drive me-pet me, baby

Fill me with Slo-Gin

Soul-brother likes his old Motown

The greaser still likes to jive

You can't knock a rocker for rockin'

It's what keeps this city alive

Soul-brother likes his old Motown

The greaser still likes to jive

You can't knock a rocker for rockin'

It's what keeps this city alive