John Travolta & Jeff Conaway Greased Lightning Lyrics

Why this car is automatic
It's systematic
It's hydromatic
Why it's greased lightning

We'll get some overhead lifters
And some four barrel quads oh yeah
(Keep talking whoa keep talking)

A fuel injection cutoff
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 waiting at the door
You know that ain't no s___
We'll be getting lots of t__
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 coasting through the heat lap trial

You are supreme
The chicks'll cream
For greased lightning

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

Purple French tail lights
And thirty inch fins oh yeah
A Palomino dashboard
And duel m___ler 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 p____ 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

You are supreme
The chicks'll cream
For greased lightning

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