Saturday sun on the blacktop heat, Jet fuel burnin’, thunder in the street. Mike DeWitt’s strappin’ in, helmet pulled down tight, The Hurricane’s ready for another wild flight. I’m the crew chief standin’ by the line, Wrench in my hand, watchin’ every sign. Check the fuel, check the chute, check the motor’s scream, Livin’ every racer’s red-blooded dream. Chorus We’re ridin’ the Hurricane, flyin’ through the flames, Mike’s got the wheel and I’m callin’ the game. Five thousand horses, shakin’ the ground, When that jet car launches, everybody turns around. From the pits to the finish, we’re all gas no brake, Chasin’ down records with every pass we make. Me and Mike DeWitt, we’re racin’ like a storm, When the Hurricane rolls, everybody gets warned. Verse 2 Crowd starts cheerin’ when they hear that whine, Jet engine barkin’ like the end of time. I give him the thumbs up, he gives me a grin, Then the Hurricane disappears in the wind. Smoke in the air, fire from the tail, Speedometer numbers lookin’ crazy as hell. Everybody watches when that rocket comes through, A hundred feet away and it’ll rattle you too. Chorus We’re ridin’ the Hurricane, flyin’ through the flames, Mike’s got the wheel and I’m callin’ the game. Five thousand horses, shakin’ the ground, When that jet car launches, everybody turns around. Bridge Long nights in the shop, busted knuckles and steel, That’s the price you pay when you’re chasin’ the thrill. Every nut and bolt, every wrench and scar, Built for one thing—sendin’ that jet car far. Final Chorus We’re ridin’ the Hurricane, kings of speed and fire, Pushin’ every limit, takin’ it higher and higher. Mike DeWitt drivin’, I’m callin’ every move, Together we’re the reason that Hurricane grooves. When the lights go green and the crowd starts to roar, The Hurricane’s gone before they can count to four. Me and Mike DeWitt, that’s a racin’ machine, Crew chief and driver livin’ the fastest dream. 🎸🏁🔥🚀
