Sing Along with #GreaseLive: Song Lyrics

Julianne Hough as Sandy, Aaron Tveit as Danny and Vanessa Hudgens as Rizzo in Grease Live

Julianne Hough as Sandy, Aaron Tveit as Danny and Vanessa Hudgens as Rizzo in Grease Live

Below is the tracklist for Grease live broadcast on Fox today January 31, 2016, 7 to 10 p.m. The song titles are linked to lyrics as performed either in the original 1972 Broadway production or in the 1978 film. There is also a new song. Some of the lyrics have been changed for the broadcast.

1. “Grease (Is The Word)”
2. “Summer Nights”
3. “Freddy My Love”
4. “Look At Me, I’m Sandra Dee”
5. “Greased Lightnin'”
6. “Those Magic Changes”
7. “All I Need Is An Angel”
(new song by Tom Kitt and Brian Yorkey)
8. “Beauty School Dropout”
9. “Cake By The Ocean”
10. “Maybe (Baby)”
11. “Born To Hand Jive”
12. “Hopelessly Devoted To You”
13. “Sandy”
14. “There Are Worse Things I Could Do”
15. “You’re The One That I Want”
16. “We Go Together”

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Grease (Is The Word)

I solve my problems and I see the light
We gotta loving thing, we gotta feed it right
There ain’t no danger, we can go too far
We start believing now that we can be who we are
Grease is the word
They think our love is just a growing pain
Why don’t they understand it’s just a crying shame?
Their lips are lying, only real is real
We start to find right now, we got to be what we feel
Grease is the word
Grease is the word, is the word that you heard
It’s got groove, it’s got meaning
Grease is the time, is the place, is the motion
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 believing now that we can be who we are
Grease is the word
Grease is the word, is the word that you heard
It’s got groove, it’s got meaning
Grease is the time, is the place, is the motion
Now, Grease is the way we are feeling
This is the life of illusion
Wrapped up in trouble, laced with confusion
What are we doing here?
We take pressure and we throw away
Conventionality belongs to yesterday
There is a chance, we can make it so far
We start believing now that we can be who we are
Grease is the word
Grease is the word, is the word that you heard
It’s got groove, it’s got meaning
Grease is the time, is the place, is the motion
Now, Grease is the way we are feeling
Grease is the word, is the word that you heard
It’s got groove, it’s got meaning
Grease is the time, is the place, is the motion
Now, Grease is the way we are feeling
Grease is the word
Is the word
Is the word
Is the word

 

 


Summer Nights

Summer lovin’, had me a blast
Summer lovin’, happened so fast
Met a girl crazy for me
Met a boy cute as can be
Summer days drifting away
To, uh oh, those summer nightsWell-a, well-a, well-a, uh!
Tell me more, tell me more
Did you get very far?
Tell me more, tell me more
Like does he have a car?She swam by me, she got a cramp
He ran by me, got my suit damp
Saved her life, she nearly drowned
He showed off splashing around
Summer sun, something’s begun
But, uh oh, those summer nightsWell-a, well-a, well-a, uh!
Tell me more, tell me more
Was it love at first sight?
Tell me more, tell me more
Did she put up a fight?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 nightsTell me more, tell me more
But you don’t gotta brag
Tell me more, tell me more
‘Cause he sounds like a dragHe got friendly holding my hand
Well, she got friendly down in the sand
He was sweet, just turned eighteen
Well, she was good, you know what I mean
Summer heat, boy and girl meet
But, uh oh, those summer nightsTell 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 doin’ now
Summer dreams ripped at the seams
But, oh, those summer nights
Tell me more, tell me more.

 


Freddy My Love

Freddy my love, I miss you more than words can say
Freddy my love, please keep in touch while you’re away
Hearing from you can make the day so much better
Getting a souvenir or maybe a letter
I really flipped over the great cashmere sweater
Freddy my love, Freddy my love, Freddy my love

Freddy you know, your absence makes me feel so blue
That’s okay though, your presents make me think of you
Mama will have a heart-attack when she catches
Those pedal pushers with the black leather patches
Oh how I wish I had a jacket that matches, Freddy my love
Freddy my love, Freddy my love, Freddy my love

Don’t keep your letters from me, I thrill to every line
Your spelling’s kinda crummy, but honey so is mine
I treasure every gifty, the ring is really nifty
You say it cost you fifty, so you’re thrifty, I don’t mind

Freddy you see, you’ll hold me in your arms someday
And I will be wearing your lacy lingerie
Thinking about it, my heart’s pounding already
Knowing when you come home, we’re bound to go steady
And throw your service pay around like confetti, Freddy my love

 


Look at Me, I’m Sandra Dee

 

Look at me, I’m Sandra Dee
Lousy with virginity
Won’t go to bed ’til I’m legally wed
I can’t; I’m Sandra Dee

Watch it! Hey I’m Doris Day
I was not brought up that way
Won’t come across,
Even Rock Hudson lost
His heart to Doris Day

I don’t drink (no)
Or swear (no)
I don’t rat my hair (eew)
I get ill from one cigarette
(cough, cough, cough)
Keep your filthy paws
Off my silky draws
Would you pull that crap with Annette?

As for you Troy Donahue,
I know what you wanna do
You got your crust
I’m no object of lust
I’m just plain Sandra Dee

Elvis, Elvis, let me be!
Keep that pelvis far from me!
Just keep your cool
Now your starting to drool
Hey Fongool, I’m Sandra Dee!

Sandy:Are you making fun of me Riz?
Rizzo:Some people are so touchy!

 


Greased Lightning

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Those Magic Changes

What’s that playing on the radio, why do I start swaying to and fro
I have never heard that song before, but if I don’t hear it anymore
It’s still familiar to me, sends a thrill right through me
‘Cause those chords remind me of the night that I first fell in love to

Those magic changes my heart arranges

A melody that’s never the same, a melody that’s calling your name
It begs you please, come back to me
Please, return to me, don’t go away again, oh make them play again
The music I wanna hear is once again, you whisper in my ear
Oh my darling, oh oh

I’ll be waiting by the radio, you’ll come back to me someday, I know
Been so long since our last goodbye, but I’m singin’ as I cry
While the bass is sounding, while the drums are pounding
Beatings of my broken heart will rise the first place of the charts


Beauty School Dropout

Your story’s sad to tell
A teenage ne’er-do-well
Most mixed up non-delinquent on the block!
Your future’s so unclear now, what’s left of your career now? Can’t even get a trade in on your smile!
Angelettes: Ya yayaya yayaya yayaya
Beauty school dropout,
No graduation day for you
Beauty school dropout
Missed your midterms and flunked shampoo!
Well at least you could have taken time, to wash and clean your clothes up, After spending all that dough to have the doctor fix your nose up!
Baby get moving (baby get movin’)
Why keep your feeble hopes alive?
What are you proving? (what are you provin’)
You’ve got the dream but not the drive
If you go for your diploma, you could join a steno pool Turn in your teasin comb and go back to high school!
Beauty school dropout (beauty school dropout), Hanging around the corner store
Beauty school dropout (beauty school dropout), It’s about time you knew the score
Well they couldn’t teach you anything, You think you’re such a looker
But no customer would go to you Unless she was a hooker!
Baby don’t sweat it (don’t sweat it), You’re not cut out to hold a job. Better forget it (forget it),
Who wants their hair done by a slob?

Now your bangs are curled,
Your lashes twirled,
But still the world is cruel.
Wipe off that angel face and go back to high school!
Baby don’t blow it, don’t put my good advice to shame. Baby you know it, even dear abby’d say the same!
Now I’ve called the shot get off the pot,
I really gotta fly!
Gotta be going to that, malt shop in the sky!
Beauty school dropout (beauty school dropout) Go back to high school
Beauty school dropout (beauty school dropout) Go back to high school
Beauty school dropout (beauty school dropout) Go back to high school

Cake by The Ocean

Oh no
See you walking ’round like it’s a funeral
Not so serious, girl; why those feet cold?
We just getting started; don’t you tip toe, tip toeAh!
Waste time with a masterpiece, don’t waste time with a masterpiece (Huh!)
You should be rolling with me, you should be rolling with me (Aaahhhh)
You’re a real life fantasy, you’re a real life fantasy (Huh!)
But you’re moving so carefully; let’s start living dangerouslyTalk to me, baby
I’m going blind from this sweet, sweet craving, whoa
Let’s lose our minds and go fucking crazy
Ah ya ya ya ya I keep on hoping we’ll eat cake by the ocean
Walk for me, baby
I’ll be Diddy, you’ll be Naomi, whoa
Let’s lose our minds and go fucking crazy
Ah ya ya ya ya I keep on hoping we’ll eat cake by the ocean (Huh)God damn
See you licking frosting from your own hands
Want another taste, I’m begging, “yes ma’am”
I’m tired of all this candy on the dry land, dry land, ohWaste time with a masterpiece, don’t waste time with a masterpiece (Huh!)
You should be rolling with me, you should be rolling with me (Aaahhhh)
You’re a real life fantasy, you’re a real life fantasy (Huh!)
But you’re moving so carefully; let’s start living dangerously
WhooaaTalk to me, baby
I’m going blind from this sweet, sweet craving, whoa
Let’s lose our minds and go fucking crazy
Ah ya ya ya ya I keep on hoping we’ll eat cake by the ocean
Walk for me, baby (walk for me now)
I’ll be Diddy, you’ll be Naomi, whoa
Let’s lose our minds and go fucking crazy
Ah ya ya ya ya I keep on hoping we’ll eat cake by the ocean
Oh aaahhhh
Ah ya ya ya ya I keep on hoping we’ll eat cake by the ocean
Oh aaahhhh
Ah ya ya ya ya I keep on hoping we’ll eat cake by the ocean (Huh)You’re fucking delicious
Talk to me, girlTalk to me, baby
I’m going blind from this sweet, sweet craving, whoa
Let’s lose our minds and go fucking crazy
Ah ya ya ya ya I keep on hoping we’ll eat cake by the ocean
Walk for me, baby (walk for me now)
I’ll be Diddy, you’ll be Naomi, whoa
Let’s lose our minds and go fucking crazy
Ah ya ya ya ya I keep on hoping we’ll eat cake by the ocean (Huh)Red velvet, vanilla, chocolate in my life
Funfetti, I’m ready; I need it every night
Red velvet, vanilla, chocolate in my life
Ah ya ya ya ya I keep on hoping we’ll eat cake by the ocean (Huh)


Maybe Baby

Maybe baby, I’ll have you
Maybe baby, you’ll be true
Maybe baby, I’ll have you for me

It’s funny honey, you don’t care
You never listen, to my prayer
Maybe baby, you will love me some day

Well you are the one that, makes me glad
Any other one that, makes me sad
When some day, you’ll want me
Well, I’ll be there, wait and see ee ee

Maybe baby, I’ll have you
Maybe baby, you’ll be true
Maybe baby, I’ll have you for me**

Da da ta da da da da da da
Da da ta da da da da da da
Da da ta da da da da da da
Aughaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Well you are the one that, makes me glad
Any other one that, makes me sad
When some day, you’ll want me
Well, I’ll be there, wait and see ee ee

Maybe baby I’ll have you for me

Born to Hand Jive

Before I was born, late one night, my Papa said everything’s alright
The doctor laughed, my Ma laid down, with her stomach bouncing all around Cause the beebop stork was about to arrive
Mama gave birth to the hand-jive
I could barely walk when I milked a cow, when I was three, I pushed a plow
While chopping wood, I move my legs, and I started dancin’ while I gathered eggs Bowed and clapped, I was only five
He’ll out dance ‘em all, he’s born to hand-jive
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah – everybody
Born to hand-jive, baby, Born to hand-jive, baby yeah
How low can you go? How low can you go? How low can you go? How low can you go?
Higher, higher,
Higher and higher
Now can you hand-jive, baby, oh can you hand-jive, baby
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, Born to hand-jive, oh yeah!

Hopelessly Devoted To You

Guess mine is not the first heart broken
My eyes are not the first to cry
I’m not the first to know
There’s just no getting over you

I know I’m just a fool who’s willin’
To sit around and wait for you
But baby, can’t you see
There’s nothin’ else for me to do.
I’m hopelessly devoted to you

But now, there’s nowhere to hide
Since you pushed my love aside
I’m out of my head, hopelessly devoted to you
Hopelessly devoted to you, hopelessly devoted to you

My head is sayin’, “Fool, forget him”
My heart is sayin’, “Don’t let go
Hold on to the end”
And that’s what I intend to do
I’m hopelessly devoted to you

Sandy

Stranded at the drive in
Branded a fool
What will they say
Monday at school?

Sandy, can’t you see
I’m in misery?
You made a start, now we’re apart
There’s nothing left for me

Love has flown all alone
I sit and wonder why, oh?
Why you left me, oh Sandy

Oh Sandy, baby, someday
When high school is done
Somehow, someway
Our two worlds will be one

In Heaven forever
And ever we will be
Oh please, say you’ll stay
Oh Sandy

Sandy my darling’, you hurt me real bad
You know it’s true
But baby you gotta believe me when I say
I’m helpless without you

Love has flown all alone
I sit I wonder why
Why you left me, oh Sandy?
Sandy, Sandy, why, oh Sandy?

There Are Worse Things I Could Do

There are worse things I could do
than go with a boy or two
Even though the neighborhood thinks I’m trashy
and no good
I suppose it could be true
but there are worse things I could do

I could flirt with all the guys
smile at them and bat my eyes
Press against them when we dance, make them think they stand a chance
Then refuse to see it through
that’s a thing I’d never do

I could stay home every night
wait around for Mr.Right
Take cold showers everyday
and throw my life away
On a dream that won’t come true

I could hurt someone like me, out of spite or jealousy
I don’t steal and I don’t lie
but I can feel and I can cry
A fact I’ll bet you never knew
but to cry in front of you
That’s the worst thing I could do


You’re The One I Want

OneIwantlyricsGrease

We Go Together

We go together
Like rama lama lama ka dinga da dinga dong
Remembered forever
As shoo-bop sha wadda wadda yippity boom de boom
Chang chang changitty chang sha-bop
That’s the way it should be
Wah-oooh, yeah!We’re one of a kind
Like dip da-dip da-dip doo-wop da doo-bee doo
Our names are signed
Boogedy boogedy boogedy boogedy
Shooby doo-wop she-bop
Chang chang changitty chang sha-bop
We’ll always be like one, wa-wa-wa-waaahWhen we go out at night
And stars are shinin’ bright
Up in the skies above
Or at the high school dance
Where you can find romance
Maybe it might be loveRama lama lama ka dinga da dinga dong
Shoo-bop sha wadda wadda yippity boom de boom
Chang chang changitty chang sha-bop
Dip da-dip da-dip doo-wop da doo-bee doo
Boogedy boogedy boogedy boogedy
Shoo-be doo-wop she-bop
Sha-na-na-na-na-na-na-na yippity dip de doomRama lama lama ka dinga da dinga dong
Shoo-bop sha wadda wadda yippity boom de boom
Chang chang changitty chang sha-bop
Dip da-dip da-dip doo-wop da doo-bee doo
Boogedy boogedy boogedy boogedy
Shoo-be doo-wop she-bop
Sha-na-na-na-na-na-na-na yippity dip de doom
Wop ba-ba lu-mop and wop bam boom!We’re for each other
Like a wop ba-ba lu-bop and wop bam boom
Just like my brother is
Sha-na-na-na-na-na-na-na yippity dip de doom
Chang chang chanitty chang sha-bop
We’ll always be together
Wha oooh, yeah!
We’ll always be together
We’ll always be together
We’ll always be together

 

About New York Theater
Jonathan Mandell is a 3rd generation NYC journalist, who sees shows, reads plays, writes reviews and sometimes talks with people.

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