Old Oldsmobile

Number Three's on the way

Just found out yesterday

Gonna be a long, hot summer

I'll be big as a tree

But you'd never say that to me

You're a good man and you know better

Take me out, babe

For a drive today

In our old Oldsmobile

I'll slide over

Head on your shoulder

One hand on the wheel

Of our old Oldsmobile

I'll get a lunch packed

You call your mom back

Could she keep the kids for an hour or two?

Could you have imagined this

That day of our first kiss?

Well I think I did and so did you

Take me out, babe

For a drive today

In our old Oldsmobile

Got nowhere to go

So we'll just go real slow

With your one hand on the wheel

Of our old Oldsmobile

We were just kids, it seems

New, blue, and borrowed things

But we drove away that day

In this old Delta eighty-eight

And I said, Take me out, babe

For a drive today

In our old Oldsmobile

Let's put the top down

Show off this white gown

And your left hand on the wheel

Of our old Oldsmobile

Old Oldsmobile

In our old Oldsmobile