Eyes on the horizon, and my foot on the floor
Open up the throttle, let the engine roar
Run it to the redline 'til I get my fix
Leave 'em fast and lonely with my 4-2-6
A sawed-off ridin' shotgun, gonna have some fun
Hemi Cuda 1971
Pull in the roadside, gotta get some gas
I buy some smokes, and then I steal the cash
Back on the road, check the rear view mirror
Watching for Johnny, but we're in the clear
It's Ride or Die, but we don't hurt no one
Hemi Cuda 1971
Pull into Bonneville, a cloud of dust
From desert miles and high-octane lust
We hit the salt, we haven't slept in days
We need the speed, so get the f*ck out the way
I pin the speedo on our final run
Hemi Cuda 1971