Written by Fred.W. Leigh and V.P. Bryan, composed by Harry von Tilzer
Midi file arranged by Andrew Burchell
| 1 | Some people declare that a quiet country
lane Is the very best place for a 'spoon'; An old rustic stile must be there, they'll explain, And not too much light from the moon. Now, my girl and I live in town, you must know Where quiet country lanes can't be found; We've no rustic stile in our neighbourhood, so Every time Sunday ev'ning comes round Then we. . . |
| CHORUS | . . . go go go for a ride on a car car car, For we know how cosy the tops of the tramcars are The seats are so small, and there's not much to pay, You sit close together and 'spoon' all the way, There's many a Miss will be Missis some day Through riding on top of the car. |
| 2 | We climb on the car where the journey begins And we make for the first vacant seat, For all other people we don't care two pins So long as our comfort's complete. And when the conductor comes up for the fares, He punches our tickets then goes, But gives us a wink as he pops down the stairs, Like an overgrown Cupid in clothes When we. . . |
| 3 | We get to the end of the journey all right, Or, at least, to the end of the track, But while all the others prepare to alight, We remain on the car and go back. And when we get married - now, boys, here's a tip That ought to be useful to you We shan't spend too much on our honeymoon trip, For we've made up our mind what to do. We shall. . . |