Why, this car is automatic, systematic, hydromatic. Why, it's a greased lightning. Greased, greased, greased lightning. Greased, greased, greased lightning. Greased, greased, greased lightning. Greased lightning. I got chills, they're multiplying. And I'm losing control. Those of power, you're supplying. It's electrifying. It's electrifying. It's electrifying. You better shape up. Do, do, do. Because I need a plan. Do, do, do. And my heart is set on you. And my heart is set on you. You better shape up. Do, do, do. You better understand. Do, do, do. To my heart I must be true. Nothing left, nothing left for me to do. You're the one that I want. You're the one that I want. Ooh, ooh, ooh. Honey, the one that I want. You're the one that I want. Ooh, ooh, ooh. Honey, the one that I want. You're the one that I want. Ooh, ooh, ooh. Come on and meet, come on and meet. That's greased lightning. It's greased lightning. That's greased lighting roung. The wind's in your face. Fuel injection cut off in chrome-plated rods, oh yeah. With a four-speed on the floor, never waiting at the door. You know that I ain't bragging. She's a real pussy wagon. Greased lightning. Ooh, ooh, ooh. No greased lightning. You're burning up the quarter mile. Greased lightning. No greased lightning. No greased lightning. You're coasting through the flap trials. Greased lightning. No greased lightning. You are supreme. The chicks are cream. For greased lightning. Ooh, ooh, ooh. We'll get some purple French tail. That's 30-inch fins, oh yeah. Ooh, ooh, ooh. A Palomino dashboard and dual muffler twins, oh yeah. Ooh, ooh, ooh. With new pistols, clubs, and shocks, I can get over rocks. You know that I ain't bragging. She's a real pussy wagon. Greased lightning. Ooh, ooh, ooh. bass solo 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 the summer nights. Well, oh, well, oh, well, oh. Tell me more, tell me more. Did you get very far? Tell me more, tell me more. Like, does he have a car? Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh. She swam by me. She got a crown. He ran by me. Got my sedan. I saved her life. She nearly drowned. He showed up, splashing around. Summer sun, something's begun. But, uh, oh, the summer nights. Well, oh, well, oh, well, oh. Tell me more, tell me more. Was his lovin' foresight? Tell me more, tell me more. Did she put up a fight? It turned cold. 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. Tell me more, tell me more. Those summer nights.