Friday night, the city's alive,
Engines roar, we feel the drive,
Cruising streets, neon lights,
Youthful hearts, endless nights.
Racing down those back roads,
Where the stories are untold,
Ghostly whispers in the air,
We're young and free, without a care.
Drag racing under the moon,
Forgotten roads, we find our tune,
Speeding past the haunted trees,
In the night, we chase our dreams.
Racing down those back roads,
Where the stories are untold,
Ghostly whispers in the air,
We're young and free, without a care.
Out to the country, where legends lie,
Scary places, under the sky,
Laughter echoes, daring the night,
In our hearts, we feel the light.
Racing down those back roads,
Where the stories are untold,
Ghostly whispers in the air,
We're young and free, without a care.
So here's to nights that never end,
With every turn, we find a friend,
On these roads, our spirits soar,
In the dark, we crave for more.