IntroduçÏ£o : Bm
       Bm        G
        G         

Bm
       Bm                                 E
        E                Bm
       Bm        
I saw my problems and I'll see the light
Bm
       Bm               E
        E                Bm
       Bm                   F#m
       F#m        
We got a lovin' thing, we gotta feed it right
Em
       Em                       D
        D                    C
        C            Bm
       Bm        
There ain't no danger we can go too far
            E
        E                Bm
       Bm                   F#m
       F#m                                   G
        G         
We start believin' now that we can be who we are - grease is the word

Bm
       Bm                                   E
        E                Bm
       Bm        
They think our love is just a growin' pain
                 E
        E           Bm
       Bm                        F#m
       F#m        
Why don't they understand? It's just a cryin' shame
Em
       Em                    D
        D                     C
        C             Bm
       Bm        
Their lips are lyin', only real is real
               E
        E                Bm
       Bm                     F#m
       F#m                                    Bm
       Bm        
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)
Em
       Em                                   (B
        B         - A
        A         - F#
       F#        - E
        E         - D
        D         - A
        A        )
It's got a groove, it's got a meaning 
Bm
       Bm        
Grease is the time, is the place, is the motion
                Em
       Em        
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 believin' now that we can be who we are - grease is the word

Refrϣo
Em
       Em         G
        G                            A
        A                            G
        G         
    This is a life of illusion, a life of control

                A
        A                                Bm
       Bm           (B
        B         - A
        A         - F#
       F#        - E
        E         - D
        D         - A
        A        )
Mixed with confusion - what're we doin' 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 believin' now that we can be who we are - grease is the word

chorus repeats 2x

Bee G
        G        ees
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