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John Travolta & Olivia Newton John - Summer Nights (Grease)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
John Travolta
John Travolta
Lead Vocals
Olivia Newton-John
Olivia Newton-John
Lead Vocals
Grease Cast Ensemble
Grease Cast Ensemble
Chorus
Grease Orchestra (Original Soundtrack from The Motion Picture)
Grease Orchestra (Original Soundtrack from The Motion Picture)
Orchestra
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jim Jacobs
Jim Jacobs
Songwriter
Warren Casey
Warren Casey
Songwriter
Bhen Lanzaroni
Bhen Lanzaroni
String Arranger
John Farrar
John Farrar
Arranger
Louis St. Louis
Louis St. Louis
Arranger
Michael Gibson
Michael Gibson
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Louis St. Louis
Louis St. Louis
Producer
Bernie Grundman
Bernie Grundman
Mastering Engineer
David J. Holman
David J. Holman
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Summer loving had me a blast Summer loving happened so fast I met a girl crazy for me Met a boy cute as can be Summer days drifting away To-ah! Oh, the 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? Uh huh (doo doo) Uh huh (doo doo) Uh huh (doo doo doo doo doo) 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 ah! Oh, the summer nights Well-a, well-a, well-a, huh Tell me more, tell me more Was it love at first sight? Tell me more, tell me more Did she put a fight? Dow, doobie do, doobie do Doobie, doobie, doobie Dow, doobie do, doobie do Doobie, doobie, doobie, dow Took her bowling in the Arcade We went strolling, drank lemonade We made out under the dock We stayed up 'til ten o'clock Summer fling, don't mean a thing But ah! Oh, the summer nights Whoa, whoa, whoa Tell me more, tell me more But you don't gotta brag Tell me more, tell me more 'Cause he sounds like a drag Shoo bop bop, shoo bop bop Shoo bop bop, shoo bop bop Shoo bop bop, shoo bop bop Shoo bop bop, yeah! He got friendly, holding my hand Well, she got friendly down in the sand He was sweet, just turned eighteen Well, she was good, you know what I mean Summer heat, boy and girl meet But ah! Oh, the summer nights Whoa, whoa, whoa 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 doing now Summer dreams ripped at the seams But, oh Those summer Nights! (Tell me more, tell me more, more, more)
Writer(s): Sammy Hagar, Alex Van Halen, Edward Van Halen, Michael Anthony Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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