Vacation Time - Chuck Berry

Picnics, beaches, and ball rooms,

Just me and my honey bun;

Home-work they shout,

Is over and out,

Vacation’s just begun.

Far from the city, beneath a shade-tree,

We’ll spread a basket for two;

Then we’ll discuss the future for us,

And I’ll whisper love words to you.

Just can’t wait for that swimmin' date,

To see your new bathing suit.

It must be a «gas"'cause one you had last,

Gee!

Was' it cute!

So we will dance and bypass romance,

Right now they say we’re too young;

But I shall (will) marry you my love

As soon as you (we) reach twenty one.