Cruising [Verse 1] It’s Friday night, end of the week I have plans, some friends to meet I get ready and go out the door Start up the old classic and let it roar. [Verse 2] Meet my friends at a restaurant. Get some food, that’s what we want. It’s getting dark, it’s time to go. They all squeeze in, turn on the radio. [Pre-chorus] Cops are looking, down on the strip. Girls are cooking, down on the strip Cars are gleaming, down on the strip. Tires are screaming, down on the strip. [Chorus] Cruising, on a Friday night. Cruising, it always feels right. Cruising, with all my friends. Cruising, it’s what we do on the weekends. [solo] [Verse 3] Every Friday night along the main strip. People bring out their cars and make the trip. They cruise up and down to show off their ride. They whistle and wave, a sign of car pride. [Verse 4] I’ve got a 70 Cuda with a four twenty-six. Four on the floor to get my kicks Apple red finish, shines like the sun Get jealous looks from everyone. [Pre-chorus] Cops are looking, down on the strip. Girls are cooking, down on the strip Cars are gleaming, down on the strip. Tires are screaming, down on the strip. [Chorus] Cruising, on a Friday night. Cruising, it always feels right. Cruising, with all my friends. Cruising, it’s what we do on the weekends. [Verse 5] At the last red light, we pull up beside. A sixty-nine Camaro, a cool looking ride. I nod to the driver and he nods to me. Mutual respect is what I see. [verse 6] We meet up with some girls at the shake shack We hang out with them, while having a snack. We talk until midnight, then they have to leave. We make plans to see them tomorrow eve. [Pre-chorus] Cops are looking, down on the strip. Girls are cooking, down on the strip Cars are gleaming, down on the strip. Tires are screaming, down on the strip. [Chorus] Cruising, on a Friday night. Cruising, it always feels right. Cruising, with all my friends. Cruising, it’s what we do on the weekends. [solo]
