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.