Lyrics Westlife – Greased Lightning

Shane: Why, this car is automatic

Kian
It’s systematic

Shane

Bryan
Why, it’s greased lightnin’!

Shane
We’ll get some overhead lifters and four barrell quads, oh yeah

Kian
Keep talkin’, woah keep talkin

Shane
Fuel injection cut off, chrome plated rods, oh yeah

Kian
I’ll get the money, I’ll kill to get the money

Mark
With a four-speed on the floor, they’ll be waitin’ at the door
You know without a doubt, we’ll be really makin’ out
For greased lightnin’

Bryan
Go greased lightnin’, you’re burnin’ up the quarter mile
(Greased lightnin’, go greased lightnin’)

Bryan
Go greased lightnin’, you’re cruisin’ through the heat-lab trial
(Greased lightnin’, go greased lightnin’)

Nicky
You are supreme, the chicks’ll scream
For greased lightnin’

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

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

Kiann
You know that I ain’t braggin’, she’s a real draggin’ waggon
Greased lightnin’

Bryan
Go greased lightnin’, you’re burnin’ up the quarter mile
(Greased lightnin’, go greased lightnin’)

Bryan
Go greased lightnin’, you’re cruisin’ through the heat-lab trial
(Greased lightnin’, go greased lightnin’)

Mark
You are supreme, the chicks’ll scream
For greased lightnin’

clap break

Shane
Go greased lightnin’, you’re burnin’ up the quarter mile
(Greased lightnin’, go greased lightnin’)

Bryan
Go greased lightnin’, you’re cruisin’ through the heat-lab trial
(Greased lightnin’, go greased lightnin’)

Nicky
You are supreme, the chicks’ll scream
For greased lightnin’

Shane
Go greased lightnin’, you’re burnin’ up the quarter mile
(Greased lightnin’, go greased lightnin’)

Bryan
Go greased lightnin’, you’re cruisin’ through the heat-lab trial
(Greased lightnin’, go greased lightnin’)

Shane
You are supreme, the chicks’ll cream
For greased lightnin’, lightnin’, lightnin’, lightnin’
Lightnin’, lightnin’, lightnin’, lightnin’
Ye-ee-eah