Grease (Reprise) - Frankie Valli

I solve my problems, and I see the light We got a lovin' thing, we gotta feed it right There ain't no danger we can go too far We start believing now that we can be who we are Grease is the word They think our love is just a growing pain Why don't they understand, it's just a crying shame Their lips are lying, only real is real We stop the fight right now, we got to be what we feel Grease is the word (Grease is the word, is the word that you heard) It's got a groove, it's got a meaning Grease is the time, is the place, is the motion Grease is the way we are feeling We take the pressure and we throw away Conventionality belongs to yesterday There is a chance that we can make it so far We start believing now that we can be who we are Grease is the word (Grease is the word, is the word that you heard) It's got a groove, it's got a meaning Grease is the time, is the place, is the motion Now, grease is the way we are feeling This is a life of illusion Wrapped up in trouble (trouble) Laced with confusion What we doing here? We take the pressure and we throw away Conventionality belongs to yesterday There is a chance that we can make it so far We start believing now that we can be who we are Grease is the word (Grease is the word, is the word that you heard) It's got a groove, it's got a meaning Grease is the time, is the place, is the motion Now, grease is the way we are feeling (Grease is the word, is the word that you heard) It's got a groove, it's got a meaning (That's a Groove, a meaning) Grease is the time, is the place, is the motion Now, grease is the way we are feeling Grease is the word Is the word Is the word Is the word Is the word Is the word Is the word Is the word Is the word Is the word Is the word...

We've been here before In a gravel lot By the back door We move the same And we say the same things And the same song plays on the radio Whoa whoa, whoa whoa, whoa whoa Time for the show And the road was long and slow And I'm growing old I was a boy not long ago What happens to youth? What happened to truth? What happened to me? This song won't change a thing No, but the people want it all The dancing bear, the bouncing ball Oh, I hope they want it all Or the same song plays on the radio Whoa whoa, whoa whoa, whoa whoa Time for the show And the road was long and slow And I'm growing old And the highways take a toll Time for the show And the road was long and slow And I'm growing old I was a boy not long ago Whoa whoa, whoa whoa, whoa whoa Whoa whoa, whoa whoa, whoa whoa