Engine roaring
Very loud
Rubber burning
Makes a cloud

Wheels spinning
Round and round
Tires smoking
On the ground

Boyracer
Round and round
Boyracer
Faster, faster

Boy your car
So very clean and loud
With your friend who sits
In the back

Cars turning
Screeching sound

Gears grinding
Gravel and glass

Late
Late at night
In the quiet suburban streets
He rides far
Far away
From the police

Boyracer
Round and round
Boyracer
Faster, faster

He was (?)
Throughout the week
To buy the tires
That are
Not so cheap