In My Merry Oldsmobile

Young Johnny Steele has an Oldsmobile
 He loves his dear little girl
 She is the queen of his gas machine
 She has his heart in a whirl
 Now when they go for a spin, you know,
 She tries to learn the auto, so
 He lets her steer, while he gets her ear
 And whispers soft and low...
 They love to "spark" in the dark old park
 As they go flying along
 She says she knows why the motor goes
 The "sparker" is awfully strong
 Each day they "spoon" to the engine's tune
 Their honeymoon will happen soon
 He'll win Lucille with his Oldsmobile
 And then he'll fondly croon...
 Come away with me, Lucille
 In my merry Oldsmobile
 Down the road of life we'll fly
 Automobubbling, you and I
 To the church we'll swiftly steal
 Then our wedding bells will peal
 You can go as far as you like with me
 In my merry Oldsmobile.