You've got a souped up automobile You're a regular demon on wheels You get drunk with the boys You go out and make lots of noise You've got back tires four feet wide Flaming decals on the side Peeling out at the light Drag racing down the pike
Trans Am Ain't no car that's faster than a Trans Am Call you Speed Racer 'cause you got a Trans Am
Cruising around with your immaculata girl Squeal your tires, take here for a whirl She loves you but she's second by far Everybody knows you're in love with your car Cruising with the boys see a GTO with mags Ask the driver if you wanna drag He was good but not good enough You left him in a cloud of dust
See a Camero who thinks that he's cool You ask him to drag 'cause he'll look like a fool Sparks and pebbles begin to spew You bit off more than you can chew 100 mph you hit a tree What was left wasn't pretty to see Johnny's through being a star He's lost his life and he's totalled his car