A LITTLE LOCA

If I let myself go, where would I go to?

Is there a place where nobody would bat an eyelid if I reconnected with my six-year-old self and skipped down the street singing Oklahoma at the top of my voice,

Or

Did bike wheelies and then patted the handlebars while speaking in soothing tones?

And would my friends be up to playing elastic (preferably dissuading me from attempting anything higher than ankle)?

I would obviously still wear my signature shade of red lipstick.

Tout de même!