Grease Page #3

What a gavone! Gumdrops, man.

Any of you guys see

that new chick in registration?

Sure beats

the foam domes round here.

Jugs bigger than Annette's?

Nobody's jugs

are bigger than Annette's.

Hey, guys. Hey!

Hi, girls.

You're a sick man, Putz.

Hey, I wanna hear about

what Danny did at the beach.

- It was nothing.

- Sure, nothing, Zuko. Right?

- You got in her drawers, right?

- Come on, tell us.

What did you do this summer?

I spent most of it at the beach.

I met a boy there.

You hauled your cookies

to the beach for a guy?

- He was sorta special.

- There ain't no such thing.

It was really romantic.

Everything about it.

You don't want to hear

the horny details.

Alright, I'll tell you.

# Summer lovin', had me a blast

# Summer lovin', happened so fast

# I met a girl, crazy for me

# Met a boy, cute as can be

# Summer days, drifting away

# To uh, oh, those summer nights

# Wella, wella, wella, huh

# Tell me more, tell me more

Did you get very far?

- # Tell me more, tell me more

- # Like does he have a car?

- # Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

- # Do-do, do-do, do-do-do-do

# She swam by me, she got a cramp

# He ran by me, got my suit damp

# I saved her life,

she nearly drowned

# He showed off, splashing around

# Summer sun, something's begun

# But uh, oh, those summer nights

# Wella, wella, wella, huh

- # Tell me more, tell me more

- # Was it love at first sight?

- # Tell me more, tell me more

- # Did she put up a fight?

# Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

# Doobie-doo, doobie-doo, doobie-dum

# Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

# Doobie-doo, doobie-doo, doobie-dum

# Took her bowling in the arcade

# We went strolling, drank lemonade

# We made out, under the dock

# We stayed out till ten o'clock

# Summer fling, don't mean a thing

# But uh, oh, those summer nights

- # Tell me more, tell me more

- # But you don't gotta brag

# Tell me more, tell me more

# Cos he sounds like a drag

# Shuda-bop-bop, shuda-bop-bop

Shuda-bop-bop, shuda-bop-bop

# Shuda-bop-bop, shuda-bop-bop

Shuda-bop-bop, yeah!

# He got friendly, holding my hand

# She got friendly, down in sand

# He was sweet, just turned 1 8

# Well, she was good,

you know what I mean

# Summer heat, boy and girl meet

# But uh, oh, those summer nights

# Whoa, whoa, whoa

- # Tell me more, tell me more

- # How much dough did he spend?

- # Tell me more, tell me more

- # Could she get me a friend?

# It turned colder,

that's where it ends

# So I told her we'd still be friends

# Then we made our true love vow

# Wonder what she's doing now

# Summer dreams

# Ripped at the seams

# But

# Oh

# Those summer

# Nights

# Tell me more, tell me more

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