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Grease Mix by Olivia—Newton—John and John Travolta from the movie Grease.
Transcribed by Edward Neve (eomneve@zeelandnet.nl)
Well this car is automatic, it's systematic, it's hydromatic
Why it's greased lightnin'!
Am F C
I got chills, they're multiplyin', and I'm losin' control
E Am
Cause the power you're supplyin', it's electrifyin'
C Em Am F
You better shape up, cause I need a man, and my heart is set on you
C Em Am F
You better shape up, you better understand, to my heart I must be true
F F
Nothing left, nothing left for me to do
C G F
You're the one that I want (you are the one I want), ooh ooh ooh, honey
C G F
The one that I want (you are the one I want), ooh ooh ooh, honey
C G F
The one that I want (you are the one I want), ooh ooh ooh, honey
G G
The one I need (the one I need), oh yes indeed (yes indeed)
Why it's greased lightnin'!
C
We'll get some overhead lifters, and four barrel quads, oh yeah
Keep talkin', whoah keep talkin'
F7 C
Fuel injection cut off, and chrome plated rods, oh yeah
I'll get the money, I'll see you get the money
G F
With a four—speed on the floor, they'll be waitin' at the door
G F C G
You know that I ain't braggin', she's a real pussy wagon — greased lightnin
Chorus:
C
Go, greased lightnin', you're burnin' up the quarter mile
Greased lightnin', go greased lightnin'
F7 C
Go, greased lightnin', you're coastin' through the heat lap trials
Greased lightnin', go greased lightnin'
G F C G
You are supreme, the chicks'll cream for greased lightnin'
C
We'll get some purple French tail lights and thirty—inch fins, oh yeah
F7 C
A palomino dashboard and duel muffler twins, oh yeah
G F
With new pistons, plugs, and shocks, I can get off my rocks
G F C G
You know that I ain't braggin', she's a real pussy wagon — greased lightnin'
C | This is played
F—C | during the claps
C—F | which slow
F—C | down in the
D | end
D—G—A—G (2x)
D G A G D G A G
Summer lovin' had me a blast — summer lovin', happened so fast
D G A B E A E A
I met a girl crazy for me — I met a boy, cute as can be
D G A Bm G A D
Summer days driftin' away, to uh—oh those summer nights
G A G D
Tell me more, tell me more, did you get very far?
G A G D
Tell me more, tell me more, like, does he have a car?
D G A G D G A G
She swam by me, she got a cramp — he went by me, got my suit damp
D G A B E A E A
I saved her life, she nearly drowned — he showed off, splashing around
D G A Bm G A D
Summer sun, something's begun, but uh—oh those summer nights
G A G D
Tell me more, tell me more, did you get very far?
G A G D
Tell me more, tell me more, like, does he have a car?
And now the slower part:
D G A G D G A
It turned colder, that's where it ends — so I told her we'd still be
G
friends
D G A B E A E A
Then we made our true love vow — wonder what she's doin' now
Very slow part:
D G A F#7 G A Db D
Summer dreams ripped at the seams, but oh, those summer nights
G D A D
Tell me more, tell me mo—oo—oore.
Tabbed by Edward Neve
If you have any additions or improvals
please send them to me.
(eomneve@zeelandnet.nl)