Racing In The Street - Live

I got a sixty-nine Chevy with a 396
Fuelie heads and a Hurst on the floor
She's waiting 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
The summer's here and the time is right
We're goin' racin' in the street

Well now 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
Well some guys they just give up livin'
And 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
We're calling out around the world
We're goin' racin' in the street

Well I met her on the strip three years ago
In a Camaro with this dude from L.A.
Well I blew that Camaro off my back
And I drove that little girl away

But now there's wrinkles 'round my baby's eyes
And she cries herself to sleep at night
Well 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
But all her pretty dreams are torn
She just 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

Tonight tonight the highway's bright
Out of our way mister you best keep
The summer's here and the time is right
I'm goin' racin' in the street