The Brunettes - Boyracer lyrics
[The Brunettes - Boyracer lyrics]
Rubber burning makes a cloud
Wheels spinning round and round
Tires smoking on the ground
Boyracer, round and round
Boyracer, faster, faster
Boyracer, round and round
Boyracer, faster, faster
Boy, your car, so very clean and loud
With your friend who sit's 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
Boyracer, round and round
Boyracer, faster, faster
He was gone throughout the week
To buy the tires that are not so cheap