Album Name : Garfunkel
Release Date : 1988-12-13
Song Duration : 3:48
Garfunkel & Oates Go Kart Racing
Get on my go kart, strap myself in Rev up the engine let the fun begin Put my foot on the gas and I'm outta the gate But the faster I go, the more the metal vibrates
My body's tingling from my head to my toes But the thing that's really buzzing I hope nobody knows Cause I'm feeling kinda funny in a biblical way God damn it's shaking hard on my Georgia O'Keefe bouquet
I never guessed this trembling machine would Turn the motor on under my hood
Go kart racing, accidentally masturbating Go kart racing, mechanically self-fornicating Go kart racing, no stopping til I cross the finish line
Shifting gears I can feel my heart throb Hope nobody notices I'm getting a lube job Don't need no gentleman to start my engine Cause I can even feel a little rear suspension
Trying to cover up my scandal like I'm Goldman Sachs But shit is getting real on this indoor track About to go blind and I feel like a creep Cause it's pressing on my horn like beep beep beep
Now my driving is getting erratic Cause this transmission is automatic
Go kart racing, accidentally masturbating Go kart racing, mechanically self-fornicating Go kart racing, no stopping til I cross the finish line
If the fruit is ripe you might as well pluck it Was gonna slow down but then I thought f..ck it No one look at me cause this is it Green flag go go holy shit!
Go kart racing, accidentally masturbating Go kart racing, mechanically self-fornicating Go kart racing, no stopping til I cross the finish line
