Racing in the Street (’78) Bruce Springsteen

[Verse 1]
Got a '32 Ford, she's a 318
Fuelie heads and a Hurst on the floor
She's waitin' 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 we shut 'em down

[Chorus]
Tonight, tonight the strip's just right
I wanna blow 'em all out of their seats
Well, come on out around the world
We're goin' racin' in the street (Alright)

[Verse 2]
Well, we take all the action we can meet
And we cover all the northeast states
And when the strip shuts down we run 'em in the street
From the back roads to the turnpike gates
Well now, some guys they do it for the money
Other guys do it 'cause they don't know what else they can do
Well and they just hang around, nothing left at home
Wakin' up in a world that somebody else owns