Tonight, tonight the strip's
just right
I wanna blow 'em off in my
first heat
Summer's here and the time
is right
For goin' racin' in the street
We take all the action we can
meet
And we cover all the northeast
state
When the strip shuts down
we run `em in the street
From the fire roads to the
interstate
Some guys they just give up
living
And start dying little by
little, piece by piece
Some guys come home from work
and wash up
And go racin' in the street
Tonight, tonight the strip's
just right
I wanna blow 'em all out of
their seats
Calling out around the world,
we're going racin' in the street
I met her on the strip three
years ago
In a Camaro with this dude
from L.A.
I blew that Camaro off my
back and drove that little girl away
But now there's wrinkles around
my baby's eyes
And she cries herself to sleep
at night
When I come home the house
is dark
She sighs "Baby did you make
it all right"
She sits on the porch of her
daddy's house
But all her pretty dreams
are torn
She stares off alone into
the night
With the eyes of one who hates
for just being born
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
Tonight tonight the highway's
bright
Out of our way mister you
best keep
'Cause summer's here and the
time is right
For goin' racin' in the street
Marco Giunco |
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