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Glee – Greased Lightning lyrics
Ryder:
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
Sam:
Keep talking whoa keep talking
Ryder:
A fuel injection cutoff and chrome plated rods oh yeah
Sam:
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
New Direction Boys and Mike:
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go
Ryder:
Go grease lightning you're burning up the quarter mile
New Direction Boys and Mike:
Grease lightning go grease lightning
Ryder:
Go grease lightning you're coasting through the heat lap trial
New Direction Boys and Mike:
Grease lightning go grease lightning
Ryder (New Direction Boys and Mike):
You are supreme (Oh oh!) the chicks'll scream (Oh oh!) for grease lightning
New Direction Boys and Mike:
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go
Ryder:
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
Ryder:
Go grease lightning you're burning up the quarter mile
New Direction Boys and Mike:
Grease lightning go grease lightning
Ryder:
Go grease lighting you're coasting through the heat lap trial
New Direction Boys and Mike:
Grease lightning go grease lightning
Ryder (New Direction Boys and Mike):
You are supreme (Oh oh!) the chicks'll scream (Oh oh!) for grease lightning
New Direction Boys and Mike:
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go
Ryder:
Go grease lightning you're burning up the quarter mile
New Direction Boys and Mike:
Grease lightning go grease lightning
Ryder:
Go grease lighting you're coasting through the hit lap trial
Ryder (New Direction Boys and Mike):
You are supreme (Oh oh!) the chicks'll scream (Oh oh!) grease lightning
New Direction Boys and Mike:
Lightning, lightning, lightning
Lightning, lightning, lightning
Lightning
Ryder:
Yeah!
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
Sam:
Keep talking whoa keep talking
Ryder:
A fuel injection cutoff and chrome plated rods oh yeah
Sam:
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
New Direction Boys and Mike:
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go
Ryder:
Go grease lightning you're burning up the quarter mile
New Direction Boys and Mike:
Grease lightning go grease lightning
Ryder:
Go grease lightning you're coasting through the heat lap trial
New Direction Boys and Mike:
Grease lightning go grease lightning
Ryder (New Direction Boys and Mike):
You are supreme (Oh oh!) the chicks'll scream (Oh oh!) for grease lightning
New Direction Boys and Mike:
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go
Ryder:
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
Ryder:
Go grease lightning you're burning up the quarter mile
New Direction Boys and Mike:
Grease lightning go grease lightning
Ryder:
Go grease lighting you're coasting through the heat lap trial
New Direction Boys and Mike:
Grease lightning go grease lightning
Ryder (New Direction Boys and Mike):
You are supreme (Oh oh!) the chicks'll scream (Oh oh!) for grease lightning
New Direction Boys and Mike:
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go
Ryder:
Go grease lightning you're burning up the quarter mile
New Direction Boys and Mike:
Grease lightning go grease lightning
Ryder:
Go grease lighting you're coasting through the hit lap trial
Ryder (New Direction Boys and Mike):
You are supreme (Oh oh!) the chicks'll scream (Oh oh!) grease lightning
New Direction Boys and Mike:
Lightning, lightning, lightning
Lightning, lightning, lightning
Lightning
Ryder:
Yeah!
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