John Travolta
John Travolta - Greased Lightning lyrics
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Artist : John Travolta Title : Greased Lightning ----------------- Why this car automatic it's systamatic it's hydromatic Why it's Greased Lightning(Greased Lightning!) We'll get some overhead lifters and four barrel quads oh yeah (Keep talking whoa keep talking) Fuel injection cutoffs and chrome plated rods oh yeah (we'll get the money, i'll kill to get the money) With a four-speed on the floor i'll waiting at the door You know that ain't no shit we'll be getting lots of tit 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 coasting 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 We'll pound 'em in the 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 scream 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