[Intro: ]Am Am/E Am Am/E G

        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                               G7 
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 
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