Greased Linhtnin - John Travolta

Why this car automatic

It’s systamatic

It’s hydromatic

Why It could be Greased Lightning (Greased Lightning!)

We’ll get some overhead lifters and four barrel quads

oh yeah

(Keep talkin' wo keep talking)

Fuel injection cutoffs and chrome plated rods oh yeah

(We'll get it ready, Ill kill to get it ready)

With a four-speed on the floor They’ll waiting at the door

You know that ain’t no shit we’ll be gettin’osta tit

In Greased Lightning

Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go

Go greased lightning you’re burning up the quarter mile

(Greased lightning go greased lightning)

Go greased lightning you’re coastin' through the heat lap trial

(Greased lightning go greased lightning)

You are supreme, the chicks will cream for greased lightning

Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go

«We'll get some purple fringe 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 pussy wagon

Greased lightning

Go greased lightning you’re burning up the quarter mile

(Greased lightning go greased lightning)

Go greased lighting you’re coasting through the heat lap trial

(Greased lightning go greased lightning)

You are supreme the chicks’ll cream for grease lightning

Go greased lightning you’re burning up the quarter mile

(Greased lightning go greased lightning)

Go greased lighting you’re coasting through the heat lap trial

(Greased lightning go greased lightning)

You are supreme the chicks’ll cream for grease lightning

Lightning, lightning, lightning

Lightning, lightning, lightning

Lightning