Greased Lightning (Glee Cast Version)

Why, this car's automatic

It's systematic

It's hydromatic

Why, it's greased lightning

Greased lightning

We'll get some overhead lifters and some four-barrel quads, oh yeah

(Keep talking, oh, keep talking)

A fuel injection cut-off and chrome-plated rods, oh yeah

(I'd get the money, I'd kill to get the money)

With a four speed on the floor, they'll be waiting at the door

You know that ain't no crap, we'll be getting lots of that

In greased lightning

Go, greased lighting, you're burning up the quarter mile

(Greased lightning, go, greased lighting)

Go, greased lighting, you're coasting through the heat lap trial

(Greased lightning, go, greased lighting)

You are supreme

The chicks'll scream

For greased lightning

We'll get some purple French tail lights and thirty-inch fins, oh yeah

A Palomino dashboard and dual muffler twins, oh yeah

With new pistons, plugs, and shocks, I can get off my rocks

You know that I am bragging, she's a real honey wagon

Greased lightning

Go, greased lighting, you're burning up the quarter mile

(Greased lightning, go, greased lighting)

Go, greased lighting, you're coasting through the heat lap trial

(Greased lightning, go, greased lighting)

You are supreme

The chicks'll scream

For greased lightning

Go, greased lighting, you're burning up the quarter mile

(Greased lightning, go, greased lighting)

Go, greased lighting, you're coasting through the heat lap trial

(Greased lightning, go, greased lighting)

You are supreme

The chicks'll scream

For greased lightning

(Lightning, lightning, lightning, lightning)

(Lightning, lightning, lightning, lightning)

(Lightning)