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Grease Mix by Olivia-Newton-John and John Travolta from the movie Grease.

Transcribed by Edward Neve (eomneve@zeelandnet.nl)


Well this car is automatic, it's systematic, it's hydromatic
Why it's greased lightnin'!

        Am                                  F         C
I got chills, they're multiplyin', and I'm losin' control
           E              Am
Cause the power you're supplyin', it's electrifyin'
                 C            Em       Am                        F
You better shape up, cause I need a man, and my heart is set on you
                 C              Em        Am                       F
You better shape up, you better understand, to my heart I must be true
         F             F
Nothing left, nothing left for me to do
            C                                         G       F
You're the one that I want (you are the one I want), ooh ooh ooh, honey
     C                                         G       F
The one that I want (you are the one I want), ooh ooh ooh, honey
     C                                         G       F
The one that I want (you are the one I want), ooh ooh ooh, honey
           G                               G
The one I need (the one I need), oh yes indeed (yes indeed)

Why it's greased lightnin'!

               C
We'll get some overhead lifters, and four barrel quads, oh yeah

Keep talkin', whoah keep talkin'
F7                                         C
Fuel injection cut off, and chrome plated rods, oh yeah

I'll get the money, I'll see you get the money
        G                                   F
With a four-speed on the floor, they'll be waitin' at the door
     G                                   F                          C       G
You know that I ain't braggin', she's a real pussy wagon - greased lightnin
Chorus:
C
Go, greased lightnin', you're burnin' up the quarter mile

Greased lightnin', go greased lightnin'
F7                                                            C
Go, greased lightnin', you're coastin' through the heat lap trials

Greased lightnin', go greased lightnin'
            G                    F                C        G
You are supreme, the chicks'll cream for greased lightnin'
                C
We'll get some purple French tail lights and thirty-inch fins, oh yeah
  F7                                             C
A palomino dashboard and duel muffler twins, oh yeah
          G                                 F
With new pistons, plugs, and shocks, I can get off my rocks
      G                                  F                          C       G
You know that I ain't braggin', she's a real pussy wagon - greased lightnin'

C    | This is played
F-C  | during the claps
C-F  | which slow
F-C  | down in the
D    | end

D-G-A-G (2x)
D       G      A         G   D         G       A           G
Summer lovin' had me a blast - summer lovin', happened so fast
D        G     A       B  E          A    E           A
I met a girl crazy for me - I met a boy, cute as can be
D       G     A       Bm      G            A         D
Summer days driftin' away, to uh-oh those summer nights
         G             A             G        D
Tell me more, tell me more, did you get very far?
         G             A                G         D
Tell me more, tell me more, like, does he have a car?
D         G      A          G   D          G      A           G
She swam by me, she got a cramp - he went by me, got my suit damp
D            G     A           B     E           A      E         A
I saved her life, she nearly drowned - he showed off, splashing around
D       G    A            Bm       G            A         D
Summer sun, something's begun, but uh-oh those summer nights
         G             A             G        D
Tell me more, tell me more, did you get very far?
         G             A                G         D
Tell me more, tell me more, like, does he have a car?

And now the slower part:
D          G        A             G    D       G       A
It turned colder, that's where it ends - so I told her we'd still be
  G
friends
D        G    A             B  E          A   E           A
Then we made our true love vow - wonder what she's doin' now

Very slow part:
D         G    A             F#7             G    A     Db  D
Summer dreams ripped at the seams, but oh, those summer nights
         G             D  A  D
Tell me more, tell me mo-oo-oore.


Tabbed by Edward Neve
If you have any additions or improvals
please send them to me.
(eomneve@zeelandnet.nl)