Why it′s a Grease ligtning (grease lightning)
We′ll get some overhead lifters
And some four barrel quads oh yeah
(Keep talking whoa keep talking)
Fuel injection cutoffs and crome 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 I ain′t braggin she's a real pussy wagon
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 hit lap trial
Grease lightning go grease lightning
You are supreme the chicks'll cream for greae lightning
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go
She swam by me she got a cramp
He ran by me got my suit damp
I saved her life she nearly drown
He showed off splashing around
Summer sun somethings begun but oh oh the summer nights
It turned colder that′s where it ends
So I told her we′d still be friends
Then we made our true love vow
Wonder what she's doing now
Summer dreams ripped at the seams but oh those summer nights