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(Bruce Springsteen, arranged by Roger Taylor)

I got a 69 Chevy with a 396

Fuellie 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 set ＇em up and then we shut ＇em down

Tonight tonight the strips just right

I wanna 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 north east states

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 livin＇

And start dyin＇ little by little piece by piece

Some guys come home from work and wash up

And go racing in the street

Tonight tonight the strips just right

I wanna blow ＇em all out of their seats

Callin＇ out around the world

We＇re goin＇ racing in the street

I met her on the strip three years ago

In a Camero with this dude from L.A.

I blew that Camero 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 alright?＇

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 bein＇ born

For all the shut-down strangers and hot-rod angels

Rumblin＇ 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

Summer＇s here and the time is right

For racing in the street

Tonight tonight the strip＇s just right

I＇m gonna blow ＇em all outa their seats

＇Cos summer＇s here and the time is right

For racing in the street

In the street - in the street - in the street - in the street