Westlife - Greased Lightning Lyrics
[Shane]: Why, this car is automatic*It's systematicIt's...hy-dromaticWhy, it's greased lightnin'!We'll get some overhead lifters and four barrell quads, oh yeahKeep talkin', woah keep talkinFuel injection cut off, chrome plated rods, oh yeahI'll get the money, I'll kill to get the moneyWith a four-speed on the floor, they'll be waitin' at the door You know without a doubt, we'll be really makin' out For greased lightnin'Go greased lightnin', you're burnin' up the quarter mile (Greased lightnin', go greased lightnin')Go greased lightnin', you're cruisin' through the heat-lab trial (Greased lightnin', go greased lightnin')You are supreme, the chicks'll scream For greased lightnin'We'll get some purple, French tail-lights and thirty inch fins, oh yeah Palomino dashboard, and duel muffler twins, oh yeahWith new pistons, plugs and shocks, I can get it off my rocksYou know that I ain't braggin', she's a real draggin' waggon Greased lightnin'Go greased lightnin', you're burnin' up the quarter mile (Greased lightnin', go greased lightnin')Go greased lightnin', you're cruisin' through the heat-lab trial (Greased lightnin', go greased lightnin')You are supreme, the chicks'll scream For greased lightnin'[Clap Break:]Go greased lightnin', you're burnin' up the quarter mile (Greased lightnin', go greased lightnin')Go greased lightnin', you're cruisin' through the heat-lab trial (Greased lightnin', go greased lightnin')You are supreme, the chicks'll scream For greased lightnin'Go greased lightnin', you're burnin' up the quarter mile (Greased lightnin', go greased lightnin')Go greased lightnin', you're cruisin' through the heat-lab trial (Greased lightnin', go greased lightnin')You are supreme, the chicks'll cream For greased lightnin', lightnin', lightnin', lightnin' Lightnin', lightnin', lightnin', lightnin' Ye-ee-eah
