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I got a 69 Chevy with a 396fuellie heads and a Hurst on the floorshe's waiting tonight down in the parking lotoutside the seven eleven storeme and my partner Sonny built her straight out of scratchand he rides with me from town to townwe only run for the money got no strings attachedwe set 'em up and then we shut 'em downtonight tonight the strips just right
I wanna blow 'em off in my first heatsummers here and the time is rightfor racing in the streetwe take all the action we can meetand we cover all the north-east statesand when the strip shuts down we run 'em in the streetfrom the fire-roads to the inter-statenow some guys they go racin' in the streettonight tonight the strips just right
I wanna blow 'em all outta their seatswe're calling out around the worldwe're going racing in the street
I met her on the strip three years agoin a Camaro with this dude from L.A.I blew that Camaro off my backand drove that little girl awaybut now there's wrinkles round my baby's eyesand she cries herself to sleep at nightwhen I come home the house is darkshe sighs 'baby did you make it alright'she sits on the porch of her daddy's housebut all her pretty dreams are tornshe stares off alone into the nightwith the eyes of one who hates for just bein' bornfor all the shut-down strangers and hot-rod angelsrumblin' through this promised landtonight my baby and me we're gonna ride to the seaand wash these sins off our handstonight tonight the highways brightout of our way mister you best keepsummers here and the time is rightfor racing in the streettonight tonight the strips just right
I wanna blow 'em all outta their seats'cos summers here and the time is rightfor racing in the street
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