Greased Lightnin'

Why this car is automatic

It's systematic

It's hydromatic

Why it's grease lightning Grease lightning

We'll get some overhead lifters

And some four barrel quads

Oh yeah

Keep talking whoa keep talking

A fuel injection cutoff

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 lighting go grease lightning

You are supreme the

Chicks'll scream for grease lightning

Go go go go go go go go go go

We'll get sone purple french

Tail lights 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 go go go go go go

Go grease lightning you're

Burning up the quarter mile

Grease lightning go grease lightning

Go grease lighting you're coasting

Through the heat lane trial

Greased lightnin' go greased lightnin'

You are supreme the chicks'll scream

For greased lightnin'

Go go go go go go go go go go

Go greased lightnin'

You're burnin' up the quarter mile

Greased lightnin' go greased lightnin'

Go greased lightnin'

You're cruisin' through the heat-labtrial

Greased lightnin' go greased lightnin'

You are supreme the chicks'll cream

For greased lightnin' noon lightnin' lightnin'

Greased Lightnin' - Broadway Players