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To: LindyBill who wrote (193269)	1/17/2007 11:39:09 PM
From: KLP	Respond to of 793917

LOL, LB....That was WAY before my time, his time, and your time..... wyomingtalesandtrails.com Lincoln Highway Photos From Wyoming Tales and Trails This page: Lincoln Highway, The beginnings of the Good Roads Movement in Wyoming wyomingtalesandtrails.com GET OUT AND GET UNDER Johnny O’Connor bought an automobile. He took his sweetheart for a ride one Sunday. Johnny was togged up in his best Sunday clothes, She nestled close to his side. Things went just dandy ‘till he got down the road, Then something happened to the old machinery. That engine got his goat, off went his hat and coat, Everything needed repairs. He’d have to get under, get out and get under To fix his little machine. He was just dying to cuddle his queen, But every minute when he’d begin it, He’d have to get under, get out and get under, Then he’d get back at the wheel. A dozen times they’d start to hug and kiss And then the darned old engine, it would miss. And then he’d have to get under, get out and get under, And fix up his automobile. Millionaire Wilson said to Johnny one day, "Your little sweetheart don’t appreciate you, I have a daughter who is hungry for love, She likes to ride, by the way." Johnny had visions of a million in gold, He took her riding in his little auto. But every time that he went to say, "Marry me!" ‘Twas the old story again. He’d have to get under, get out and get under To fix his little machine. He was just dying to cuddle his queen, But every minute when he’d begin it, He’d have to get under, get out and get under, Then he’d get back at the wheel. A dozen times they’d start to hug and kiss And then the darned old engine, it would miss. And then he’d have to get under, get out and get under, And fix up his automobile.