Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
John Travolta
Lead Vocals
Olivia Newton-John
Lead Vocals
Grease Cast Ensemble
Chorus
Grease Orchestra (Original Soundtrack from The Motion Picture)
Orchestra
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jim Jacobs
Songwriter
Warren Casey
Songwriter
Bhen Lanzaroni
String Arranger
John Farrar
Arranger
Louis St. Louis
Arranger
Michael Gibson
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Louis St. Louis
Producer
Bernie Grundman
Mastering Engineer
David J. Holman
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
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 driftin' away
To ah-oh, the summer nights
[Chorus]
Oh well-a, oh well-a, oh well-a, uh
Tell me more, tell me more, did ya get very far?
Tell me more, tell me more, like, does he have a car, uh-huh?
Doo-do (Uh-huh)
Doo-do (Uh-huh)
Doo-doo, doo-doo-doo (Uh-huh)
[Verse 2]
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 ah-oh, those summer nights
[Chorus]
Oh well-a, oh well-a, oh 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?
Dow, doobie-doo (Uh-huh)
Doobie-doo (Uh-huh)
Doobie-doobie-doobie (Uh-huh)
Dow, doobie-doo (Uh-huh)
Doobie-doo (Uh-huh)
Doobie-doobie-doobie, dow (Uh-huh)
[Verse 3]
Took her bowling in the arcade
We went strollin', drank lemonade
We made out, under the dock
We stayed out, till ten o'clock
Summer fling, don't mean a thing
But ah-oh, those summer nights (Whoa, whoa, whoa)
[Verse 4]
Tell me more, tell me more, but you don't gotta brag
Tell me more, tell me more, 'cause he sounds like a drag
Shoo-bop-bop, shoo-bop-bop, shoo-bop-bop, shoo-bop-bop
Shoo-bop-bop, shoo-bop-bop, shoo-bop-bop, yeah
[Verse 5]
He got friendly, holdin' my hand
Well, she got friendly down in the sand
He was sweet, just turned eighteen
Yeah, she was good, you know what I mean (Woo!)
Summer heat, boy and girl meet
But ah-oh, those summer nights (Whoa, whoa, whoa)
[Verse 6]
Tell me more, tell me more, how much dough did he spend?
Tell me more, tell me more, could she get me a friend?
[Verse 7]
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
[Outro]
Summer dreams, ripped at the seams
But, oh
Those summer
Nights (Tell me more, tell me more)
Written by: Jim Jacobs, Warren Casey