Greased Lightning Lyrics & Chords By Chord Overstreet

Why this car is automatic
It's systematic
It's hydromatic
Why it's grease lightning (Grease 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 crap, we'll be getting lots of that
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 lighting, go grease lightning)
You are supreme the chicks, will scream for grease lightning
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go

We'll get some purple French tail lights and thirty inch fins, oh yeah
A Palomino 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 honey wagon
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 lighting, you're coasting through the heat lane trial
(Grease lightning, go grease lightning)
You are supreme, the chicks will scream for 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 lighting, you're coasting through the heat lap trial
(Grease lightning, go grease lightning
You are supreme, the chicks will scream for grease lightning
Lightning, lightning, lightning
Lightning, lightning, lightning
Lightning yeah