Go-Kart Kid (Hell No!)

Growin' up I I was a real wild one And I had the tendency to run around Pretty wildly And I had a go-kart The dog chewed the handle off (Hell, no) But it's okay, I was a go-kart kid (Hell, yeah) And we had a big Big yard That we ran around all day long (Hell, yeah) And we lived really close To our granny and taid's house Just the one hill away to be precise Yes, it was nice And on snowy, snowy days My taid would make A sledge for the girls from plastic and wood It was good We were just girls in a field Growing into ladies And now we're girls in a field Lookin' out for Sos And thеre's nothing that I hate more Than wastе Regardless of what it is It's still waste And Craig does a nice impression of A man who messaged me And it goes a little like this "Don't call me a collector" (hell, no)