Boy Racer, Pt. 2
Frank Valentine
Ooo ooo ooo
Ooo ooo ooo
Na na na na na na na na na
All these fine young things
All these fresh new faces
I just go with it
All these fine young things
Their muscles dig my grave
And wait for my day
All these fine young things
If they could taste their fate
They’d run away
All these fine young things
They sport fresh new faces
I wish that was me
All these fine young things
And they sport fresh new faces
And they go with it
Feet in the sand
And I just love it
Love it, love it, love
All these fine young things
Their muscles dig my grave
And wait for my day