Greased lightning lyrics
by John Travolta



Why this car is automatic
It's systematic
It's hydromatic
Why it's a greased lightnin' (Greased lightnin')

We'll get some overhead lifters and four barrel pods, oh, yeah
(Keep talkin', woh keep talkin')
Fuel injection cut off and chrome plated rods, oh yeah
(We'll get it ready, I'll kill to get it ready)
With a four speed on the floor, they'll be waitin' at the door
You know that ain't no shit, we'll be gettin' lots of tit
In Greased lightnin' (Go, 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 coastin' through the heat-lap trial
(Greased lightnin', go greased lightnin')

You are supreme (Ah, ah), the chicks'll cream (Ah, ah)
For greased lightnin' (Go, go, go, go-go-go-go-go-go-go-go)

We'll get some purple french tail lights and thirty inch fins, oh, yeah
(Ooh ooh ooh ooh-ooh ooh ooh ooh)
A palomino dashboard and dual muffler twins, oh yeah
(Ooh ooh ooh ooh-ooh ooh ooh ooh)

With new pistons, plugs and shocks, I can get off my rocks
You know that I ain't braggin', she's a real pussy wagon
Greased lightnin' (Go, 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 coastin' through the heat-lap trial
(Greased lightnin', go greased lightnin')

You are supreme (Ah, ah), the chicks'll cream (Ah, ah)
For greased lightnin' (Go, 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 coastin' through the heat-lap trial
(Greased lightnin', go greased lightnin')

You are supreme (Ah, ah), the chicks'll cream (Ah, ah)
For greased lightnin' (Go, go, go, go-go-go-go-go-go-go-go)

(Lightnin', lightnin', lightnin'
Lightnin', lightnin', lightnin')

Yeah (Lightnin')