Greased Lightnin'

Greased Lightnin'(From “Grease” Soundtrack) - John Travolta/Jeff Conaway

Why this car could be systematic

Hydromatic ultramatic

Why it could be greased lightning

(Grease lightning)

We'll get some overarm lifters and four barrel quads oh yeah

(Keep talking whoa keep talking)

Fuel injection cutoffs and chrome plated rods oh yeah

(I'll get the money I'll kill to get the money)

With a four-speed on the floor they'll be waiting at the door

You know that ain't no sh*t we'll be getting lots of tit in Grease Lightning

(Go go go go go go go go go go)

Go grease lightning you're burning up the quarter mile

(Grease lightning go grease lightning)

Go grease lightning you're coasting through the heat lap trial

(Grease lightning go grease lightning)

You are supreme the chicks'll cream for grease lightning

(Go go go go go go go go go go)

We'll get some purple French taillights and thirty inch fins oh yeah

A Palomino dashboard and duel muffler twins oh yeah

With new pistons plugs and shocks I can get off my rocks

You know that I ain't bragging she's a real p**sy wagon

Grease lightning

(Go go go)

Go grease lightning you're burning up the quarter mile

(Grease lightning go grease lightning)

Go grease lightning you're coasting through the heat lap trial

(Grease lightning go grease lightning)

You are supreme the chicks'll cream for grease lightning

(Go go go go go go go go go go)

Go grease lightning you're burning up the quarter mile

(Grease lightning go grease lightning)

Go grease lightning you're coasting through the heat lap trial

(Grease lightning go grease lightning)

You are supreme the chicks'll cream for grease lightning

Lightning lightning lightning

Lightning lightning lightning lightning lightning

Yeah