Well this car is automatic, it's systematic, it's hydromatic
Why it's greased lightnin'!
I got chills.
They're multiplyin'.
And I'm losin' control.
'Cause the power
You're supplyin'
It's electrifyin'!
You better shape up
'cause I need a man
And my heart is set on you.
You better shape up
You better understand
To my heart I must be true.
Nothin' left, nothin' left for me to do.
You're the one that I want.
(you are the one i want), o, o, oo, honey.
The one that I want.
(you are the one i want), o, o, oo, honey.
The one that I want
You,
(you are the one i want), o, o, ooooo
The one I need.
Oh, yes indeed.
Why it's 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 the money, I'll kill to get the money
With a four-speed on the floor, they'll be waitin' at the door
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 coastin' through the heat lap trials
Greased 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 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 braggin', she's a real pussy wagon - greased lightnin
Summer lovin' Had me a blast
Summer lovin' Happened so fast
I met a girl crazy for me
Met a boy cute as can be
Summer days drifting away, to uh-oh those summer nights
Well-a well-a well-a huh
Tell me more, tell me more
Did you get very far?
Tell me more, tell me more
Like does he have a car?
She swam by me, she got a cramp
He ran by me, got my suit damp
I saved her life, she nearly drowned
He showed off, splashing around
Summer sun, something's begun, but uh-oh those summer nights
Tell me more, tell me more
Was it love at first sight?
Tell me more, tell me more
Did she put up a fight?
It turned colder - that's where it ends
So I told her we'd still be friends
Then we made our true love vow
Wonder what she's doing now
Summer dreams ripped at the seams, but oh those summer nights
Writer(s): John Clifford Farrar, Warren Casey, Jim Jacobs
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