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Grease Lightnin' Lyrics
Why this car is automatic
it's systematic
it's hydromatic
Why it's greased lightnin'!
(grease lightnin'!)
We'll get some overhead lifters, and four-barrel quads, oh yeah
(Keep talkin', oh keep talkin')
Fuel injection cut off, 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 waitin' at the door
You know that aint no s**t
we'll be gettin' lots of t*t in grease lightnin'
Chorus:
Go, grease lightnin', you're burnin' up the quarter mile
(Grease lightnin', go grease lightnin')
Go, grease lightnin', you're coastin' through the heat lap trials
(Grease lightnin', go grease lightnin')
You are supreme, the chicks'll cream for grease lightnin'
We'll get some purple French tail lights and thirty-inch fins, oh yeah
A palomino dashboard and duel muf*ler twins, oh yeah
With new pistons, plugs, and shocks, I can get off my rocks
You know that I ain't braggin',
she's a real p*ssy wagon - grease lightnin'
chorus repeats
(guitar and drums)
chrorus repeats
