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.