Greased Lightnin’ Lyrics – John Travolta

 

Greased Lightnin’ Lyrics was released on April 14, 1978, from the Album ‘Grease’. The song was sung by John Travolta. Greased Lightnin’ Song Lyrics are penned by Jim Jacobs and Warren Casey. The song label is RSO. While the song was produced by Louis St. Louis, John Farrar, Barry Gibb, and Albhy Galuten.

Song Credits:

Released April 14, 1978
Album Grease
Singer John Travolta 
Songwriter(s) Jim Jacobs & Warren Casey
Producer(s) Louis St. Louis, John Farrar, Barry Gibb & Albhy Galuten
Label RSO

 

Greased Lightnin’ Lyrics:

 

Why, this car is automatic
It’s systematic
It’s hydromatic
Why, it’s Greased Lightnin’!
Greased Lightnin’

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 the money
With a 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 Greased Lightnin’
(Go, go, go, go go go go go go go go)

(Go) Go Greased Lightnin’, you’re burning up the quarter-mile
(Greased Lightnin’, go Greased Lightnin’)
(Go) Go Greased Lightnin’, you’re coasting through the heat lap trials
(Greased Lightnin’, go Greased Lightnin’)
You are supreme, the chicks’ll cream
For Greased Lightnin’
(Go, go, go, go go go go go go go go)

We’ll get some purple fringe tail lights and 30-inch fins, oh yeah (Ooo)
A Palomino dashboard and duel muffler twins, oh yeah (Ooo)
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
Greased Lightnin’
(Go, go, go, go go go go go go go go)

(Go) Go Greased Lightnin’, you’re burning up the quarter-mile
(Greased Lightnin’, go Greased Lightnin’)
(Go) Go Greased Lightnin’, you’re coasting through the heat lap trials
(Greased Lightnin’, go Greased Lightnin’)
You are supreme, the chicks’ll cream
For Greased Lightnin’
(Go, go, go, go go go go go go go go)

(Instrumental break)

(Go) Go Greased Lightnin’, you’re burning up the quarter-mile
(Greased Lightnin’, go Greased Lightnin’)
(Go) Go Greased Lightnin’, you’re coasting through the heat lap trials
(Greased Lightnin’, go Greased Lightnin’)
You are supreme, the chicks’ll cream
For Greased Lightnin’
(Go, go, go, go go go go go go go go)

Lightnin’, lightnin’, lightnin’
Lightnin’, lightnin’, lightnin’, lightnin’, lightnin’