Terence Trent D'arby - South Side Run lyrics

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 cla**) 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 cla**) 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 cla**) But he drove fast (And that's all that mattered) So she rode shotgun On a south side run