Lletres: Grease. Sreased Lightnin'.

Well this car is automatic, it's systematic, it's hydromaticWhy it's greased lightnin'!We'll get some overhead lifters, and four barrel quads, oh yeahKeep talkin', whoah keep talkin'Fuel injection cut off, and chrome plated rods, oh yeahI'll get the money, I'll see you get the moneyWith a four-speed on the floor, they'll be waitin' at the doorYou know that ain't shit when we'll be gettin' lots of tit in greased lightnin'
(Chorus):Go, greased lightnin', you're burnin' up the quarter mileGreased lightnin', go greased lightnin'Go, greased lightnin', you're coastin' through the heat lap trialsGreased lightnin', go greased lightnin'
You are supreme, the chicks'll cream for greased lightnin'We'll get some purple French tail lights and thirty-inch fins, oh yeahA palomino dashboard and duel muffler twins, oh yeahWith new pistons, plugs, and shocks, I can get off my rocksYou know that I ain't braggin', she's a real pussy wagon - greased lightnin'(Chorus Repeats) x2