Racing in the Street

I got a sixty-nine Chevy with a three-ninety-six Fuelie heads and a Hurst on the floor She's waiting tonight down in the parking lot Outside the 7-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 Tonight, tonight the strip's just right I want to blow 'em off in my first heat Summer's here and the time is right For racing 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 Now 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 Then go racing in the street Tonight, tonight the strip's just right I want to blow 'em all out of their seats We're calling out around the world, we're going racing 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 'round 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 racing in the street --- Racing In The Street - Bruce Springsteen