Misc Soundtrack - Grease Mix, аккорды

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Grease Mix by Olivia-Newton-John and John Travolta from the movie Grease.

Transcribed by Edward Neve ([email protected])


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.
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