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Less Than Jake Greased

Your story sad to tell A teenage ne'er do well Most mixed up non-delinquent on the block Your futures so unclear now What's left of your career now Can

Look at me, there has to be Something more than what they see Wholesome and pure, also scared and unsure A poor man's Sandra Dee Sandy, you must start

't bragging she's a real pussy wagon Grease lightning Go grease lightning you're burning up the quarter mile (Grease lightning go grease lightning) Go grease

Guess mine is not the first heart broken My eyes are not the first to cry I'm not the first to know there's Just no getting over you You know I'm just

Your story sad to tell A teenage ne'er do well Most mixed up non-delinquent on the block Your futures so unclear now What's left of your career now

't bragging she's a real pussy wagon Grease lightning Go grease lightning you're burning up the quarter mile (Grease lightning go grease lightning) Go grease

Look at me I'm Sandra Dee Lousy with virginity Won't go to bed till I'm legally wed I can't I'm Sandra Dee Watch it! Hey, I'm Doris Day I was not brought

We go together like ramma lamma lamma ka dinga da dinga dong Remembered forever as shoo-bop sha whada whadda yippidy boom da boom Chang chang changity