John Travolta & Olivia Newton-John Greased Lightnin' lyrics

Well, this car is systematic, hydromatic, ultramatic
Why, it could be greased lightnin'
We'll get some overhead lifters and some four barrel quads
Oh yeah, keep talkin', whoah keep talkin'

Fuel injection cut off and chrome plated rods
Oh yeah, I'll get her ready, I need to get her ready
With a four-speed on the floor they'll be waitin' at the door
You know that ain't shit when we'll be gettin' lots of tit
Greased lightnin'

Go, greased lightnin', you're burnin' up the quarter mile
Greased lightnin', go greased lightnin', go greased lightnin'
You're coasting through the heat lap trails
Greased lightnin', go greased lightnin'
You are supreme, the chicks'll cream
For greased lightnin', go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go

We'll get some purple pitched tail lights and thirty inch fins
Oh yeah, a palomina dashboard and duel-muffler twins

Oh yeah, with new boosters, plates and shocks
I can get off my rocks, you know that I ain't braggin'
She's a real pussy wagon, greased lightnin'

Go, greased lightnin', you're burnin' up the quarter mile
Greased lightnin', go greased lightnin', go greased lightnin'
You're coasting through the heat lap trails
Greased lightnin', go greased lightnin'
You are supreme, the chicks'll cream
For greased lightnin', go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go

Go, greased lightnin', you're burnin' up the quarter mile
Greased lightnin', go greased lightnin', go greased lightnin'
You're coasting through the heat lap trails
Greased lightnin', go greased lightnin'
You are supreme, the chicks'll cream
For greased lightnin', go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go