Greased Lightnin'

[Intro: Danny (Kenickie)] Why, this car could be systematic Hydromatic, ultramatic Why, it could be Greased Lightnin'! (Greased Lightnin') [Verse 1: Danny (Kenickie)] We'll get some overhead lifters And four barrel quads, oh yeah (Keep talking, whoa, keep talking) Fuel injection cutoffs and chrome-plated rods, oh yeah (We'll get her ready, I'll kill to get her ready) With a four-speed on the floor, they'll be waiting at the door You know that ain't no shit We'll be getting lots of tit in Greased Lightnin' (Go, go, go, go go go go go go go go) [T-Birds] [Chorus: Danny (T-Birds)] (Go) Go Greased Lightnin', you're burning up the quarter mile (Greased Lightnin', go Greased Lightnin') (Go) Go Greased Lightnin', you're coasting through the heat lap trials (Greased Lightnin', go Greased Lightnin') You are supreme, the chicks'll cream For Greased Lightnin' (Go, go, go, go go go go go go go go) [Verse 2: Danny (T-Birds)] Purple fringe tail lights and 30-inch fins, oh yeah (Ooo) A Palomino dashboard and duel muffler twins, oh yeah (Ooo) With new pistons, plugs and shocks, I can get off my rocks You know that I ain't bragging, she's a real pussy wagon Greased Lightnin' (Go, go, go, go go go go go go go go) [Chorus: Danny (T-Birds)] [Instrumental break] [Chorus: Danny (T-Birds)] [Outro] Lightnin', lightnin', lightnin' Lightnin', lightnin', lightnin', lightnin', lightnin'