martes, 19 de enero de 2010










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 believin' now that we can be who we are.
Grease is the word.
They think our love is just a growin' pain.
Why don't they understandit's just a crying shame?
Their lips are lying.
Only real is real.
We can stop the fight right now.
We got to be what we feel.
Grease is the word.
It's got grove.
It's got meaning.
Grease is the time, is the place, is the
motion.

Grease is the way we are feeling.

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