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Greased Lightnin (Letra)

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Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

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, oh yeah
Keep talkin’, whoah keep talkin’
Fuel 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 – greasedlightnin’

Chorus:
Go, greased lightnin’, you’re burnin’ up the quarter mound
Greased lightnin’, go greased lightnin’
Go, greased lightnin’, you’re crossin’ through the hitblast chound
Greased lightnin’, go greased lightnin’
You are supreme, the chicks’ll cream for greased lightnin’

We’ll get some purple pitched tailpipes and thirty inch danes, oh yeah
A palomina dashboard and duel muffin’ twins, oh yeah
With my booster plates and shocks, I can get her on my rocks
You know that I ain’t braggin’, she’s a real pusher wagon – greasedlightnin’

chorus repeats 2x

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Greased Lightnin’ (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Why this car is automatic
It’s systematic
It’s hydromatic
Why it’s a grease lightning (Grease lightning)

We’ll get some overhead lifters and four barrel quads
oh yeah
(Keep talking whoa keep talking)
Fuel injection cutoffs 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 Grease Lightning
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go

Go grease lightning you’re burning up the quarter mile
(Grease lightning go grease lightning)
Go grease lightning you’re coasting through the heat lap trial
(Grease lightning go grease lightning)
You are supreme the chicks’ll cream for grease lightning
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go

We’ll get some purple hued tailpipes and some thirty inch fins
oh yeah
We’ll pound ‘em in the 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
Grease lightning

Go grease lightning you’re burning up the quarter mile
(Grease lightning go grease lightning)
Go grease lighting you’re coasting through the heat lap trial
(Grease lightning go grease lightning)
You are supreme the chicks’ll cream for grease lightning

Go grease lightning you’re burning up the quarter mile
(Grease lightning go grease lightning)
Go grease lighting you’re coasting through the heat lap trial
(Grease lightning go grease lightning)
You are supreme the chicks’ll cream for grease lightning
Lightning, lightning, lightning
Lightning, lightning, lightning
Lightning