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Sparkly Ice

Westlife : Greased Lightnin' [Music : Lyrics]



Shane:
Why, this car is automatic
Kian:
It's systematic
Shane:
It's... hy-dromatic
Bryan:
Why, it's greased lightnin'!

Shane:
We'll get some overhead lifters and four barrell quads, oh yeah
Kian:
Keep talkin', whoa keep talkin'
Shane:
Fuel injection cut off and 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 (All):
Go greased lightnin', you're burnin' up the quarter mile
(Greased lightnin', go greased lightnin')
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
Palomino dashboard, and duel muffler twins, oh yeah
Shane:
With new pistons, plugs and shocks, I can get it off my rocks
Kian:
You know that I ain't braggin', she's a real draggin' waggon
Greased lightnin'

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

Bryan (All):
Go greased lightnin', you're burnin' up the quarter mile
(Greased lightnin', go greased lightnin')
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 (All):
Go greased lightnin', you're burnin' up the quarter mile
(Greased lightnin', go greased lightnin')
Bryan (All:
Go greased lightnin', you're cruisin' through the heat-lab trial
(Greased lightnin', go greased lightnin')
Shane:
You are supreme, the chicks'll cream
All:
For greased lightnin', lightnin', lightnin', lightnin'
Lightnin', lightnin', lightnin', lightnin', yeah