Grease Original Soundtrack Greased Lightning, John Travolta Lyrics

Well this car is automatic, it's systematic, it's hydromatic
Why it's a greased lightnin'!
We'll get some overhead lifters, and four barrel quads, oh yeah
Keep talkin', whoah keep talkin'
Fuel injection cut off, and chrome plated rods, oh yeah
oh yeah I'll get the money, i'll kill to get the money
With a four-speed on the floor, we'll be waitin' at the door
You know that ain't s___ when we'll be gettin' lots of t__ -
greased lightnin'
[Chorus:] Go, greased lightnin',
you're burnin' up the quarter mile
Greased lightnin', go greased lightnin'
Go, greased lightnin',
you're coastin' through the heat lap trial
Greased lightnin', go greased lightnin'
You are supreme, the chicks'll cream for greased lightnin'
We'll get some purple pitched tail lights
and thirty inch fins, oh yeah
A palomina dashboard and duel m___in' twins, oh yeah
With new boosters, plates and shocks,
I can get her on my rocks
You know that I ain't braggin', she's a real p____ wagon -
greased lightnin'
(chorus x2)