Saginaw Street and Strip

"Sunday, Sunday, Sunday" by CRANK with Lyrics

Solid - lifter high dome pistons
slightly stoned on nitro - sniffin
polished crank and four speed shiftin
to blow your ass away..

Slamming doors and takin titles
crush my quarter mile rivals
dusting records at time trials
I'm here to take my pay ......
Sunday, Sunday, Sunday

Turnin wrenches, twisted smiles
eleven hundred horses idle
stones throw short of suicidal
today just ain't your day

Making hay way up at great lakes
using parachutes for my brakes
lightning-sled on throttle-outbreaks
it's time to do or die.....
Sunday, Sunday, Sunday

For the need to go
you know I sold my soul

Solid - lifter high dome pistons
slightly stoned on nitro - sniffin
polished crank and four speed shiftin
to blow your ass away..

Slamming doors and takin titles
crush my quarter mile rivals
dusting records at time trials
I'm here to take my pay ......
Sunday, Sunday, Sunday

Out back the shack is jumpin
bottleneck slide and the beat is thumpin
goddamn them cats are somethin
just do it all for pride....

Smokin mama in the black Impala
meltin those meats like there's no tomorrow
With the smoke so goes her sorrow
and me without my tie......
Sunday, Sunday, Sunday

For the need to go
you know I sold my soul