Richard Schletty

Grease Monkey Sweat

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Well, I'm torqued and I'm primed.
    G       
I'm not out of time.
        A                       E
There's plenty of years to make hay!
   E    
My engine's all tuned.
         G       
I'll fix what is ruined.
        A                      E
On this highway, I'll do it my way!

Those clear skin beauties,
those punks and those snooties:
Seems like they're all in a coma.
Get real, you Don Juans,
you fakes in salons.
Arrivederci to your aroma! 

             E
Well, here I goooooooo!
              D
Grease monkey sweat!
              A
Grease monkey sweat!
          B
As honest as the the day's long.
As real as my back's strong.
Grease monkey sweat,
grease monkey sweat.

Forget all that's stale. 
Check out my wail.
This classic chassis is passing.
I got a voice to caress, a modest largesse
and a mojo without all that sassing.
 
Part of the reason 
for this change of season.
Is to overcome my fears.
The hucksters have fooled me,
My meekness has cooled me,
Time to shift up to high gears.

Whoaaaaaaaaaa!
Grease monkey sweat!
Grease monkey sweat!
From every pore I cry out
until the slickers die out.
Grease monkey sweat!
Grease monkey sweat!

Seems that my innocence
might be my deliverance,
we humble will eat our pie.
Some gilded chariot,
some long strong lariat
will lift me up to the sky.
 
I'll ride on this rail
until I fail,
until my steam runs dry.
I wonder when 
my ship will come in.
I wonder when I will fly.
 
Let it flyyyyyyyyyy!
Grease monkey sweat!
Grease monkey sweat!
Drippin' with emotion.
It's a tonic and a lotion.
Grease monkey sweat!
Grease monkey sweat!

Clear your channels.
Slip on your flannels.
Ohhh, grease monkey sweat!
Hmmm, grease monkey sweat!
Grease monkey sweat!

©2005 Richard Schletty