Soundtrack - Grease 2 lyrics

If you really want to know
What I want in a guy...
Well, I'm lookin' for a dream on a mean machine
With hell in his eyes.
I want a devil in skin tight leather,
And he's gonna be wild as the wind.
And one fine night, I'll be holdin' on tight...
To a coooool rider, a coooool rider.
If he's cool enough,
He can burn me through and through.
Whhoa ohhhh
If it takes forever,

Chorus:
Well a-wob-bob-a-hula
Rock-a-hula-rock-a-hula luau, luau, luau, luau
A-wham-bamma-lamma
Shanga langa langa langa luau, luau, luau, luau
Rah rah Rydell
Whama lamma lamma lamma rock-a-hula-luau! Wow!
Comma comma comma to the rock-a-hula-luau,
Everybody's here and we're waitin' for you now.
We're gonna stick together and we won't let go,
We're lettin' everybody know.. (Hooh!)

Stephanie: You were the one, the one in my dreams, but I never knew it.
Michael: I wanted to tell you time and again, but I couldn't do it.
Stephanie: All that you are is all that I need, no more pretending.
Michael: Now I can be me, and you can be you,
Stephanie & Michael: And we're never-ending, whoa oh oh...
We'll be together, always together.

Well, come on and tell us Johnny
What's the secret of success?
You gotta take a tip from the king of hip
'Cause you know that he's the best.

We're goin' prowlin', we're goin' prowlin' tonight!
I see you're hungry for a lover,
Gotta find a chick who'll give you more.
Well, there's a spot that I've discovered
Where a guy's guaranteed to score.
I'm gonna show you cats some action,

Stephanie:
No more midnight rides with you
No more secret rendezvous.
I'm gonna miss all the things we'll never do.
I just can't believe you left me here alone,
How in this world can I make it on my own?
Michael:
Remember, I love you, I won't be far away.
Baby, close your eyes and think of yesterday,
And we'll be there together.
Love will turn back the hands of time.
Whoa oh, turn back

America is calling, let's care enough to give our very best.
For if we give our very best,
I know that we will more than pass the test.
If I could have three wishes, I'd wish that you'd live free,
I'd wish for amber waves of grain from sea to shining sea.
Yeah, let's do it for our country, the red, white, and the blue.
It's Uncle Sam who's asking, so your mother will approve.

I'll be yours in springtime when the flowers are in bloom.
We'll wander through the meadows, in all their sweet perfume.
And every night I'll hold you tight beneath that April moon.

Ahhh Ahhh Ahhh
I'll be your girl for all seasons, all the year through.
Your girl for all seasons,
'Cause I love, yes I love to be everything to you, just you.

Come on everybody, gather round.
I'm gonna show you how to knock 'em down.
When I'm on the ball, I'm the number one.
And I'm gonna show you how it's done.
Let's bowl, let's bowl, let's rock-'n-roll.
Hey, come on, let's get this show on the road.
Let's bowl, let's bowl, let's rock-'n-roll.
We're sittin' on a bomb that's about to explode.

I'm all dressed up in my finest attitude
Pretending I don't care.
Guess I really messed up by trying to be two,
When only one heart can be there.
Why can't I be just what I am,
And speak my love without any shame?
Why can't she see what I am,
Is a costumed fool trapped in a tragic game?
Charades and pretty lies
They hide what's deep inside me.
Charades do disguise

Mr. Stuart:
The parts of a flower are so constructed that very, very often the wind will cause pollination.
If not, then a bee or any other nectar gathering creature can create the same situation.
Yes, anything that gets the pollen to the pistils, write it on the list.
I'll try to make it crystal-clear:
The flower's insatiable passion turns its life into a circus of debauchery!

All: Whoooh ooooh who's that guy?
Whoooh ooooh who's that guy?
Davey: He came out of the darkness in the middle of the night,
Blazing like a mother with a fist of dynamite.
The T-Birds: He ain't foolin' no one on that pile of chrome and steel,
Burnin' up the pavement like he was some kind of wheel.
The Scorpions: He's lookin' for a rumble and some heads are gonna bust,

Spending my vacation in the summer sun,
Gettin' lots of action and a lots of fun.
Scorin' like a bandit 'til the bubble burst -
Suddenly it got to be September First.
Woe is me, all summer long I was happy and free.
Save my soul, the board of education took away my parole.
I gotta go back, back, back to school again.
You won't find me 'til the clock strikes three;