Racing in the Street Lyrics

by Bruce Springsteen
Arrangement: The Breakmen
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
We take all the action we can meet
And we cover all the northeast states
When the strip shuts down we run 'em in the street
From the fire roads to the interstate
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 racin' in the street
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 around my baby's eyes
And she cries herself to sleep at night
She sits on the porch of her Daddy's house
She sighs, "Baby did you make it all right,"
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 racin' in the street
Some guys they just give up living
And start dying little by little, piece by piece,
Some guys get off work, go home and wash up,
And go racin' in the street.
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 strip's just right
I wanna blow 'em off in my first heat
Summer's here and the time is right
For racin' in the street