That Auto Ought To Go
By Luella Lockwood Moore
Published 1908

[verse 1]
In a moment of insanity
I bought a motor car
It causes much profanity
And many a family jar
I've spend a million dollars
More or less to learn its trickes
But when I try to run it,
The blamed old buggy kicks.

[chorus]
That Auto ought to go,
'Twill make a "bug" of me
Unless I learn to turn it
In Bloomingdale I'll be.
I've never found the reason
That auto treats me so.
For with so much attention
That blamed auto ought to go.

[verse 2]
With a party of plump lady friends
we started for a ride
I had a stunning Gibson girl
For a partner by my side.
When ev'ry thing looked brightest
There seemed to be a hitch
So I studied styles in hosiery
As we landed in a ditch

[repeat chorus]

[verse 3]
We started for New Haven town
one sunday morn at three
The pesky thing broke down at five
and left us up a tree.
One thousand little kids appeared
Who acted nice of course
They yelled with all their might and main
"You lobster get a horse."

[repeat chorus]]