I got a 69 Chevy with a 396
Fuelie heads and a Hurst on the floor
She's waitin' tonight down in the parking lot
Outside the Seven-Eleven store
Me and my partner, Sonny built her straight out of scratch
And he rides with me from town to town
We only run for the money got no strings attached
We shut 'em up and then we shut 'em down
Well, tonight, tonight the strip's just right
I wanna blow 'em off in my first heat
Yeah, summer's here and the time is right
For goin' racing in the street
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Oh, we take all the action we can meet
And we cover all the north east state
When the strip shuts down, we run 'em in the street
From the fire roads to the interstate
Ah, some guys they just give up livin'
Start dying little by little, piece by piece
Some guys come home from work and wash up
And go racing in the street
Well, tonight, tonight the strip's just right
I wanna blow 'em all out of their seats
Here, we're calling out around the world
We're goin' racing in the street
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I met her on strip three years ago
In a Camaro with this dude from L.A.
And I blew that Camaro off my back
Drove that girl away
Now, there's wrinkles around my baby's eyes
She cries herself to sleep at night
When I come home the house is dark
She sighs, "Baby, did you make it all right?"
Well, she sits on the porch of her daddy's house
All her pretty dreams are torn
She stares off alone into the night
With the eyes of one who hates for just being born
Well, for all the shut down strangers and hot rod angels
Rumbling through this promised land
Tonight, my baby and me we're gonna ride to the sea
And wash these sins off our hands
Well, tonight, tonight the highway's bright
Out of our way mister you best keep
'Cause summer's here and the time is right
For going racing in the street