Athens Grease

If you're headin' south on

Georgia one twenty-nine

Straight into Athens past the Clark County line

There's an old Texaco right across

From the Athens Woolworth

Billy Joe Taylor's underneath that lift

There ain't a car on the planet that he can't fix

He swears on his chrome-plated ratchet

That his heaven on earth



Well, he can make a rusty muffler purr like a kitten

Or an old Nash Rambler top out at one-fifty

Georgia's never seen a man more at peace

Than when Billy's got his hands in

Athen's Grease



Six days a week, he's a man on a mission

He's the redneck Picasso of

The manual transmission

And the only man in town who can make

Charlie Vincent's van go

When the sun goes down

And the day is endin'

Billy's still rockin' with a rack and pinion

Long as that boy's at work, well he's right at home



Well, he can make a rusty muffler purr like a kitten

Or an old Nash Rambler top out at one-fifty

Georgia's never seen a man more at peace

Than when Billy's got his hands in

Athen's Grease



Well, he's a rotatin,' lug nuttin,'

Spark pluggin' good ole boy

With his name on his shirt

And Thelma Lou Taylor likes to hang out at the station

'Cause she loves to watch him work



Well, he can make a rusty muffler purr like a kitten

Or an old Nash Rambler top out at one-fifty

Georgia's never seen a man more at peace

Than when Billy's got his hands in

Athen's Grease



Yeah, Georgia's never seen a man more at peace

Than when Billy's got his hands in

Athen's grease

Athen's grease, baby






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