Boy Racer Car Sale

you got me trapped in a car and i know just who the hell you are you're trying to turn me on to something better offering me better driving pleasure [see i don't like these little japanese cars with a suped-up engines i just feel claustrophobic in them oh no!] well hey get out of my face i've not yet bought into your race i do not need to go the fastest i do not need to look the best i'm not a boy racer i'm not a boy racer [race your car rev your engine and race your car] well you can put me in the pedestrian zone i drive my van about as slow as it goes i think about passing these slow old folks and mothers but it's six of one it's half a dozen of these others i'm not a boy racer i'm not a boy racer i'm not a boy racer i'm not a boy racer boy racer boy racer boy racer i'm the guy with a blue kombie van i'm just tripping along about as happy as i can be so often i catch these envious glances from people caught in the fast lane’s advances

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