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The Grease Megamix
1.122.877
Pop
The Grease Megamix wurde am 3. Mai 2024 von UME - Global Clearing House als Teil des Albums TOP 50 - 80s/90s Pop Hits veröffentlicht
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The Grease Megamix wurde in der vergangenen Woche am häufigsten in den ersten Sekunden des Songs entdeckt
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
John Travolta
John Travolta
Performer
Olivia Newton-John
Olivia Newton-John
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Farrar
John Farrar
Songwriter
Jim Jacobs
Jim Jacobs
Songwriter
Warren Casey
Warren Casey
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ian Curnow
Ian Curnow
Mixing Engineer

Songtexte

Well this car is automatic, it's systematic, it's hydromantic
Why it's greased lightning
Greased lightning (greased lightning)
I got chills
They're multiplying
And I'm losing control
'Cause the power
You are supplying
It's electrifying (electrifying)
You better shape up (do-do-do)
'Cause I need a man (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 (do-do-do)
Nothin' left, nothing left for me to do
(You're the one that I want) you are the one I want
(ooh, ooh, ooh)
(You're the one that I want) you are the one I want
(ooh, ooh, ooh)
(You're the one that I want) you are the one I want
(ooh, ooh, ooh)
The one I need (the one I need)
Oh, yes, indeed
Why it's greased lightning
Greased lightning
We'll get some overhead lifters
And four barrel quads, oh yeah
Keep talking, whoa, keep talking
Fuel injection cut off, and chrome plated rods, oh yeah
I'll get the money, I'll kill to get the money
With a four-speed on the floor
They'll be waiting at the door
You know that I ain't bragging
She's a real pussy wagon-greased lightning
(Go, go, go)
(Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go)
Go, greased lightning, you're burning up the quarter mile
(Greased lightning, go, greased lightning)
Go, greased lightning, you're coasting through the heat lap trials
(Greased lightning, go, greased lightning)
You are supreme (oh-oh)
The chicks'll cream (oh-oh)
For greased lightning (go, go, go)
We'll get some purple french tail
Lights and 30-inch fins, oh yeah
A palomino dashboard and duel muffler twins, oh yeah
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 lightning (go, go, go)
(Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go)
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 (summer days drifting away)
To uh-oh those summer nights (oh-well, oh-well, oh-well, huh)
Tell me more, tell me more
Did you get very far?
Tell me more, tell me more
Like, does he have a car?
Ah ha (tu-du)
Ah ha (tu-du)
Ah ha (tu-du-du-du-du)
She swam by me, she got a cramp (ah ha-tudu, ah ha-tudu, ah ha-tudududu)
He ran by me, got my suit damp (ah ha-tudu, ah ha-tudu, ah ha-tudududu)
I saved her life, she nearly drowned (ah ha-tudu, ah ha-tudu, ah ha-tudududu)
He showed off, splashing around (wa-pa-pa, wa-pa-pa)
Summer sun, something's begun
But uh-oh, those summer nights (oh-well, oh-well, oh-well, huh)
Tell me more, tell me more
Was it love at first sight?
Tell me more, tell me more
Did she put up a fight?
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)
Written by: Jim Jacobs, John Farrar, Warren Casey
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