If you`re headin` south on
Georgia one twenty-nine
Straight into Athens past the Clark County line
There`s an old Texaco right across
From the Athens Woolworth
Billy Joe Taylor`s underneath that lift
There ain`t a car on the planet that he can`t fix
He swears on his chrome-plated ratchet
That his heaven on earth
Well, he can make a rusty muffler purr like a kitten
Or an old Nash Rambler top out at one-fifty
Georgia`s never seen a man more at peace
Than when Billy`s got his hands in
Athen`s Grease
Six days a week, he`s a man on a mission
He`s the redneck Picasso of
The manual transmission
And the only man in town who can make
Charlie Vincent`s van go
When the sun goes down
And the day is endin`
Billy`s still rockin` with a rack and pinion
Long as that boy`s at work, well he`s right at home
Well, he can make a rusty muffler purr like a kitten
Or an old Nash Rambler top out at one-fifty
Georgia`s never seen a man more at peace
Than when Billy`s got his hands in
Athen`s Grease
Well, he`s a rotatin,` lug nuttin,`
Spark pluggin` good ole boy
With his name on his shirt
And Thelma Lou Taylor likes to hang out at the station
`Cause she loves to watch him work
Well, he can make a rusty muffler purr like a kitten
Or an old Nash Rambler top out at one-fifty
Georgia`s never seen a man more at peace
Than when Billy`s got his hands in
Athen`s Grease