GET 'EM IN A RUMBLE SEAT
Words and music by Jack Marshall, Carl Lampl, and Morey Davidson.
San Francisco: Villa Morét, Inc., ©1927
As sung by Billy Jones & Ernest Hare (The Happiness Boys)

—Ernie!
—What, Willie?

VERSE 1: Romeo met Juliet upon the balcony.
For his love affair,
He had to climb the stair;
And Antony had Cleopatra sitting on his knee,
But his sweet romance
Just put him in a trance.
Buggy ridin' always had its day,
But we've improved it; here's the latest way:
Say—

CHORUS 1: Get 'em in a rumble,
In a little rumble,
Get 'em in a rumble seat.
Girlies always crumble.
Like the bees they bumble,
Getting in a rumble seat.
Now they just cuddle up and, oh, boy, how you feel!
You sure can love 'em when you're not behind the wheel.
There's a great attraction
And lots of satisfaction,
Sitting in a rumble seat.
It's a great invention,
And for close attention,
Positively can't be beat.
Now you can love your sweetie in the corner at night,
Ah, but if you want your lovin' and you want it done right,
Just get 'em in a rumble,
In a little rumble,
Get 'em in a rumble seat.

VERSE 2: Met a boy who had a girl but ... she didn't care.
Why, he was mighty blue,
And wondered what to do.
Told me all about the girl and of his love affair.
Couldn't see at all
Just why she didn't fall.
Then I said, "Why, that is nothing new.
Once I had that very trouble too.
Say—

CHORUS 2: Get her in a rumble,
In a little rumble,
Get her in a rumble seat.
Girlies never grumble,
Even though they stumble,
Getting in a rumble seat.
She can't resist you in your little runabout.
She's got to hug you tight for fear she'll bounce right out.
You won't have to worry
If you only hurry.
Get her in a rumble seat.
Never holler, "No, sir"
When you hold her closer,
'Cause she'll find it mighty sweet.
A horsie knows his oats, but you can take it from me,
A little rumble seat sure knows its upholstery.
So get her in a rumble,
Get her in a rumble,
Get her in a rumble seat.

CHORUS 3: Pick 'em up at random.
You can always land 'em,
Sitting in a rumble seat.
If there's engine trouble,
You'll enjoy it double,
Sitting in a rumble seat.
The chauffeur fools around the motor and you smile,
'Cause you can fool around the old back seat awhile.
If you have a blow-out,
You don't have to go out.
Stay right in the rumble seat.
You can send a wire
For another tire.
Waiting for it is so sweet.
A bus may carry lots of people; that may be right,
But you can carry on much better cuddled up tight.
And ...(?)
You can get familiar
Sitting in a rumble seat.