Song parody of
Little Red Golfcarts
by Out of the Question
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Lately I've been seeing things
Undoubtedly divine
They don't ever make much sense
But they still invade my mind
I'm seein' little red golfcarts everywhere
A funny little feeling in the air
Tell me what you want to, all is fair
When there's little red golfcarts
Lately I been losing time
Distracted by myself
Can't escape what's on my mind, no
I can't escape myself
I'm seein' little red golfcarts everywhere
A funny little feeling in the air
Tell me what you want to, all is fair
When there's little red golfcarts everywhere
Lately I've been hesitant
To read between the lines
What you don't go looking for is
Harder, then, to find
Oh
Seeing surprises of all shapes and sizes
Things I can't ignore
All these illusions are causing confusion
Leavin' me unsure
Wandering lies in less-than-subtle disguises
I still can't find the words
Things I've contrived have mystified me
Reality is blurred
Lately I been seeing signs
Everywhere I look
Signs that my mind has designed
That I can't overlook
Whoa, I'm seein' little red golfcarts everywhere
A funny little feeling in the air
Tell me what you want to, all is fair
When there's little red golfcarts everywhere
Lately I've been seeing things
Undoubtedly divine
They don't ever make much sense
But they still invade my mind
I'm seein' little red golfcarts everywhere
A funny little feeling in the air
Tell me what you want to, all is fair
When there's little red golfcarts
Lately I been losing time
Distracted by myself
Can't escape what's on my mind, no
I can't escape myself
I'm seein' little red golfcarts everywhere
A funny little feeling in the air
Tell me what you want to, all is fair
When there's little red golfcarts everywhere
Lately I've been hesitant
To read between the lines
What you don't go looking for is
Harder, then, to find
Oh
Seeing surprises of all shapes and sizes
Things I can't ignore
All these illusions are causing confusion
Leavin' me unsure
Wandering lies in less-than-subtle disguises
I still can't find the words
Things I've contrived have mystified me
Reality is blurred
Lately I been seeing signs
Everywhere I look
Signs that my mind has designed
That I can't overlook
Whoa, I'm seein' little red golfcarts everywhere
A funny little feeling in the air
Tell me what you want to, all is fair
When there's little red golfcarts everywhere
