Grease Lightning lyrics

Why this car is automatic
It`s systematic
It`s hydromatic
Why it`s a grease lightning (Grease 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
(I`ll get the money, i`ll kill to get the money)
With the four speed on the floor they`ll be waiting at the door
You know that ain`t no shit we`ll be getting lots of tit
In Grease Lightning
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go

Go grease lightning you`re burning up the quarter mile
(Grease lightning go grease lightning)
Go grease lightning you`re coasting through the heat lap trial
(Grease lightning go grease lightning)
You are supreme the chicks`ll cream for grease lightning
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go

We`ll get some purple hued tailpipes and some 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
Grease lightning

Go grease lightning you`re burning up the quarter mile
(Grease lightning go grease lightning)
Go grease lighting you`re coasting through the heat lap trial
(Grease lightning go grease lightning)
You are supreme the chicks`ll cream for grease lightning

Go grease lightning you`re burning up the quarter mile
(Grease lightning go grease lightning)
Go grease lighting you`re coasting through the heat lap trial
(Grease lightning go grease lightning)
You are supreme the chicks`ll cream for grease lightning
Lightning, lightning, lightning
Lightning, lightning, lightning-acapo
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