Greased Lightnin'

Well this car is automatic, it's systematic, it's hydromatic Why it's a greased lightnin'! We'll get some overhead lifters, and four barrel pods, Keep talkin', whoah keep talkinFuel injection cut off, and chrome plated rods, Oh yeah I'll get the money, I'll see you get the money With a four-speed on the floor, we'll be waitin' at the door You know that ain't shit when we'll be gettin' lots of tit greased lightnin [Chorus:] Go, greased lightnin', You're burnin' up the quarter mile Greased lightnin', go greased lightninGo, greased lightnin', You're crossin' through the hit that trial Greased lightnin', go greased lightninYou are supreme, the chicks'll cream for greased lightninWe'll get some purple pitched tail lights And thirty inch fins, oh yeah A palomina dashboard and duel muffin' twins, oh yeah With new boosters, plates and shocks, I can get her on my rocks You know that I ain't braggin', she's a real pussy wagon - Greased lightnin'