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Greased Lightnin'
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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Lance Ellington
Lance Ellington
Chant
Graham Walker
Graham Walker
Direction d’orchestre
Derek Watkins
Derek Watkins
Trompette
John Barclay
John Barclay
Trompette
Guy Barker
Guy Barker
Trompette
Pete Beachill
Pete Beachill
Trombone ténor
Richard Edwards
Richard Edwards
Trombone ténor
Dave Stewart
Dave Stewart
Trombone basse
Jamie Talbot
Jamie Talbot
Saxophone ténor
Pat Clahar
Pat Clahar
Saxophone ténor
Phil Todd
Phil Todd
Saxophone baryton
Richard Cottle
Richard Cottle
Orgue
Mike Moran
Mike Moran
Piano
Chris Cawte
Chris Cawte
Guitare
Gilson Lavis
Gilson Lavis
Batterie
Dave Bronze
Dave Bronze
Basse
Keith Murrell
Keith Murrell
Chœurs
Mick Mullins
Mick Mullins
Chœurs
Peter Howarth
Peter Howarth
Chœurs
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Jim Jacobs
Jim Jacobs
Paroles/Composition
Warren Casey
Warren Casey
Paroles/Composition
Chris Cawte
Chris Cawte
Arrangement
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Graham Walker
Graham Walker
Production
Peter Cobbin
Peter Cobbin
Ingénierie de prise de son

Paroles

Why this car is automatic It's systematic, it's hydromatic It's greased lightnin' We'll get some overhead lifters and four barrel quads, oh yeah A fuel injection cut off and chrome plated rods, oh yeah With a four-speed on the floor they'll be waitin' at the door You know it'll be a hit when you get right into it, greased lightnin' Go greased lightnin', you're burnin' up the quarter mile (Greased lightnin', go greased lightnin') Go greased lightnin', you're coasting through the heat lap trails (Greased lightnin', go greased lightnin') You are supreme, you're such a dream, greased lightnin' We'll get some purple French tail lights and thirty inch fins, oh yeah (Greased lightnin', go greased lightnin') A palomino dashboard and duel muffler twins, oh yeah (Greased lightnin', go greased lightnin') With new pistons, plugs and shocks I'll be dancing till I rock You know that I ain't braggin', I'm just into hot rod riding, greased lightnin' (Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go) Go greased lightnin', you're burnin' up the quarter mile (Greased lightnin', go greased lightnin') Go greased lightnin', you're coasting through the heat lap trails (Greased lightnin', go greased lightnin') You are supreme, you're such a dream, my greased lightnin' Oh yeah, greased lightnin', yeah Go, go, go, greased lightnin' With a four-speed on the floor they'll be waitin' at the door You know it'll be a hit when you get right into it, greased lightnin' Go Oh yeah, go, alright We'll get some purple French tail lights and thirty inch fins, oh yeah (Greased lightnin', go greased lightnin') A palomino dashboard and duel muffler twins, oh yeah (Greased lightnin', go greased lightnin') With new pistons, plugs and shocks I'll be dancing till I rock You know that I ain't braggin', I'm just into hot rod riding, greased lightnin' Go greased lightnin', you're burnin' up the quarter mile (Greased lightnin', go greased lightnin') Go greased lightnin', you're coasting through the heat lap trails (Greased lightnin', go greased lightnin') You are supreme, you're such a dream, my greased lightnin' Greased lightnin', yeah
Writer(s): Warren Casey, Jim Jacobs Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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