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Racing in the Street - Bruce Springsteen
C Am7 G4 F
[Verse 1]
I got a sixty-nine Chevy with a three-ninety-six
Fuelie heads and a Hurst on the floor
Dm
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
Dm
We only run for the money got no strings attached
We shut `em up and then we shut `em down
[Chorus]
G7
Tonight, tonight the strip's just right
I wanna blow `em off in my first heat
Dm
Summer's here and the time is right
For racin' in the street
[Verse 2]
We take all the action we can meet
And we cover all the northeast state
Dm
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
Dm
Some guys come home from work and wash up
Then go racin' in the street
[Chorus]
G7
Tonight, tonight the strip's just right
I wanna blow `em all out of their seats
Dm
Calling out around the world
We're going racin' in the street
[Break]
C Am7 G4 F C Am7 G4 F
[Verse 3]
I met her on the strip three years ago
In a Camaro with this dude from L.A.
Dm
I blew that Camaro off my back
And drove that little girl away
But now there's wrinkles around my baby's eyes
And she cries herself to sleep at night
Dm
When I come home the house is dark
She sighs "Baby did you make it all right"
[Verse 4]
She sits on the porch of her daddy's house
But all her pretty dreams are torn
Dm
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
Dm
Tonight my baby and me we're gonna ride to the sea
And wash these sins off our hands
[Chorus]
G7
Tonight, tonight the highway's bright
Out of our way mister you best keep
Dm
`Cause summer's here and the time is right
We're goin' racin' in the street
[Outro]
C F Dm F (to fade out)
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Face Picked Out of the Crowd
Capo on 5th
G/D/G/C/G/D/G x2
G D G
I want to tell you whatever you want to know even if it makes you mad
G D
Even if it makes you want to go
G D G
Doesn’t it seem like I arrived too soon, I’m just trying to get some rest
G D G
C D
I must not be that great to be around
C G
Make the memories go down
C D
When we get to the top feel turned around
C D
If you go first I’ll follow you all the way down
G/D/G/C/G/D/G x2
G D G
And if you found me hiding what would you think you'd found
G D G
I wonder what makes you stick around
G D G
There are two sides to every story but we keep going around
G D G
Walk for miles my feet don’t touch the ground
C D
I know I’m pretty great to be around
C G D
I'm trusting what you say like a face picked out of the crowd
C D
I’ve got a good feeling
C D G
Don’t let me down
G/D/G/C/G/D/G x2’
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BABLS - Mango Tea
02:30
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mango tea in my mango tea tree
I like cake and cake likes me
if you sail I’ll go sailing with you
if you die I’ll do that too
but if you live
we’ll live forever
mango tea and me and you
mango tea and me and you
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