South Side Run Songtext

von Sananda Maitreya

Blocks off a V8 machine
Tough talk is calling it to the streets
His daddy fixed cars before he died
Now junior wears the family pride
(I say now)
He was brave
And he was fast
And he bet it all
On a south side run
She was raised
(a little above his class)
But he drove fast
(and that's all that mattered)
So she rode shotgun
On a south side run

Stepped up he was ready to ride
And topped up his engine was warming up
Psyched up he could see in his mind
The other drivers falling behind

(I say now)
He was brave
And he was fast
And he bet it all
On a south side run
She was raised
(a little above his class)
But he drove fast
(and that's all that mattered)
So she rode shotgun
On a south side run
Champagne stinging his eyes
A big check, bigger than pocket size
She got the thrill of her life
'cause he drove like the edge of a knife

(I say now)
He was brave
And he was fast
And he bet it all
On a south side run
She was raised
(a little above his class)
But he drove fast
(and that's all that mattered)
So she rode shotgun
On a south side run