I solve my problems and I see the light
                    We got a lovin' thing, we gotta feed it right
                      There ain't no danger we can go too far
                 We start believin' now that we can be who we are
                                 Grease is the word

                      They think our love is just a growin' pain
                 Why don't they understand it's just a cryin' shame
                         Their lips are lyin' only real is real
                            We stop the fight right now
                              We gotta be who we feel
                                 Grease is the word

                          Grease is the words is the word
                  That you heard, it's got groove, it's got meanin'
                    Grease is the time is the place is the motion
                          Grease is the way we are feelin'

                     We take the pressure and we throw away
                        Conventionality belongs to yesterday
                      There is a chance we can make it so far
                We start believin' now that we can be who we are

                                      CHORUS

                               This is a life of illusion
                     Wrapped up in troubles laces in confusion
                              What are we doin' here?

                                      CHORUS

                    Grease is the word is the word is the word..

              [This car could be automatic, systematic, hydromatic..]
                             Why it's greased lightnin'!

            I'll get some overhead lifters and four-barrel quads, oh yeah
                      (Greased lightning, go greased lightin'!)
             A fuel-injection cut-off with chrome-plated rods, oh yeah
                      (Greased lightnin', go greased lightnin'!)

                           With a four-speed on the floor,
                            They'll be waitin' at the door
                 Ya know that ain't no shit when we're getting' lots
                              Of tit in greased lightnin'

                                    Go go go go
                                    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 coastin' through the heat lap trial
                      (Greased lightnin', go greased lightnin'!)

                                  You are supreme
                                  The chick'll cream
                                For greased lightnin'

                                    Go go go go
                                    Go go go go

                       I'll get some purple frenched tail-lights
                            And thirty-inch fins, oh yeah

                         (Whooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh)
                      A palomino dashboard and dual muffler
                                   Twins, oh yeah
                         (Whooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh)
                        With new pistons, plugs and shocks
                              You can get off the rocks
                              Ya know I ain't braggin',
                             She's a real pussy waggon
                                  Greased lightnin'

                                    Go go go go
                                    Go go go go
                                    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 coastin' through the heat lap trial
                      (Greased lightnin', go greased lightnin'!)

                                  You are supreme
                                  The chick'll cream
                               For 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 driftin' away to
                            Uh-oh those summer nights

                               Well-a well-a well-a uh
                             Tell me more tell me more
                                 Did ya 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
                                     Then uh-oh
                               Those summer nights

                               Well-a well-a well-a uh
                             Tell me more tell me more
                             Was it love at first sight?
                             Tell me more tell me more
                               Did she put up a fight?

                          I took her bowling at the arcade
                         We went strolling, drank lemonade
                         Then we made out under the dock
                            We stayed out till ten o'clock

                    Summer fling, don't mean a thing, but uh-oh
                                Those summer nights

                                   (Woh woh woh)
                             Tell me more tell me more
                              But ya don't have to brag
                             Tell me more tell me more
                            'Cause he sounds like a drag

                          He got friendly, holding my hand
                         She got friendly, down in the sand
                        He was sweet, just turned eighteen
                     Cos she was good, ya know what I mean?

                     Oh summer heat, boy and girl meet, then
                            Oh-uh, those summer nights

                                   (Woh woh woh)
                             Tell me more tell me more
                          How much dough did he spend?
                             Tell me more tell me more
                             Could she get me a friend?

                        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 doin' now
                     Summer dreams, ripped at the seams, but
                            Ooh! Those summer nights!
                           (Tell me more, tell me more)

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