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