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Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
John Travolta
Voix principales
Jeff Conaway
Chant
Grease Cast Ensemble
Chœur
Grease Orchestra (Original Soundtrack from The Motion Picture)
Orchestre
Ray Pizzi
Saxophone
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Jim Jacobs
Paroles/Composition
Warren Casey
Paroles/Composition
John Farrar
Arrangement
Louis St. Louis
Arrangement
M. MELVOIN/
Arrangement des instruments à cordes
Michael Gibson
Arrangement
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Louis St. Louis
Production
Bernie Grundman
Ingénierie de mastérisation
David J. Holman
Ingénierie de mixage
Paroles
Why this car is automatic
It's systematic
It's hydromatic
Why it's Greased Lightnin' (Greased Lightnin')
We'll get some overhead lifters and four barrel quads
Oh yeah
(Keep talking, whoa keep talking)
Fuel injection cutoff and chrome plated rods, oh yeah
(I'll get the money, I'll kill to get the money)
With the 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 Greased Lightnin', you're burning up the quarter mile
(Greased Lightnin', go Greased Lightnin')
Go Greased Lightnin', you're coasting through the heat lap trial
(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
We'll get some purple fringe taillights and thirty inch fins
Oh yeah (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
A Palomino dashboard and duel muffler twins
Oh yeah (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
With new pistons, plugs, and shocks, I could 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 Greased Lightnin', you're burning up the quarter mile
(Greased Lightnin', go Greased Lightnin')
Go Greased Lightnin', you're coasting through the heat lap trial
(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 Greased Lightnin', you're burning up the quarter mile
(Greased Lightnin', go Greased Lightnin')
Go Greased Lightnin' you're coasting through the heat lap trial
(Greased Lightnin', go Greased Lightnin')
You are supreme, the chicks'll cream for Greased Lightnin'
Lightnin', lightnin', lightnin'
Lightnin', lightnin', lightnin'
Lightnin', yeah
Writer(s): Warren Casey, Jim Jacobs
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