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Get on my go kart, strap myself in |
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Rev up the engine let the fun begin |
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Put my foot on the gas and I'm outta the gate |
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But the faster I go, the more the metal vibrates |
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My body's tingling from my head to my toes |
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But the thing that's really buzzing I hope nobody knows |
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Cause I'm feeling kinda funny in a biblical way |
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God damn it's shaking hard on my Georgia O'Keefe bouquet |
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I never guessed this trembling machine would |
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Turn the motor on under my hood |
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Go kart racing, accidentally masturbating |
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Go kart racing, mechanically self-fornicating |
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Go kart racing, no stopping til I cross the finish line |
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Shifting gears I can feel my heart throb |
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Hope nobody notices I'm getting a lube job |
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Don't need no gentleman to start my engine |
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Cause I can even feel a little rear suspension |
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Trying to cover up my scandal like I'm Goldman Sachs |
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But shit is getting real on this indoor |
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Track |
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About to go blind and I feel like a creep |
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Cause it's pressing on my horn like beep beep beep |
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Now my driving is getting erratic |
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Cause this transmission is automatic |
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Go kart racing, accidentally masturbating |
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Go kart racing, mechanically self-fornicating |
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Go kart racing, no stopping til I cross the finish line |
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If the fruit is ripe you might as well pluck it |
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Was gonna slow down but then I thought fuck it |
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No one look at me cause this is it |
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Green flag go go holy shit! |
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Go kart racing, accidentally masturbating |
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Go kart racing, mechanically self-fornicating |
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Go kart racing, no stopping til I cross the finish line |
