Come Josephine in My Flying Machine

Oh! Say! Let us fly, dear Where, kid? To the sky, dear Oh you flying machine Jump in, Miss Josephine Ship ahoy! Oh joy, what a feeling Where, boy? In the ceiling Ho, High, Hoopla we fly To the sky so high Come Josephine in my flying machine Going up she goes! Up she goes! Balance yourself like a bird on a beam In the air she goes! There she goes! Up, up, a little bit higher Oh! My! The moon is on fire Come Josephine in my flying machine Going up, all on, Goodbye! One, two, now we're off, dear Say you pretty soft, dear Whoa! dear don't hit the moon No, dear, not yet, but soon You for me, Oh Gee! you're a fly kid Not me! I'm a sky kid See I'm up in the air About you for fair Come Josephine in my flying machine, Going up she goes! Up she goes! Balance yourself like a bird on a beam In the air she goes! There she goes! Up, up, a little bit higher Oh! My! The moon is on fire Come Josephine in my flying machine Going up, all on, Goodbye! Come Josephine in my flying machine, Going up she goes! Up she goes! Balance yourself like a bird on a beam In the air she goes! There she goes! Up, up, a little bit higher Oh! My! The moon is on fire Come Josephine in my flying machine Going up, all on, Goodbye! As recorded by Spike Jones & His City Slickers with vocals by King Jackson & The Boys In The Back Room: Come Josephine, in my flying machine Going up, she goes! Up she goes! Balance yourself like a bird on a beam In the air she goes; there she goes! Up, up, a little bit higher. Oh, my! The moon is on fire. Come, Josephine in my flying machine Going up, all on, " Goodbye"