Runaway Railway (1966) - full transcript

A group of young railway enthusiasts attempt to stop the closure of the local railway by trying to raise money to buy it and the steam engine "Matilda." They get help from a pair of men ...

Mouse: Yeah!Mouse: Yeah! Yeah!

What a party animal.

Do we have any snacks?

Oh, absolutely.

Absolutely.

It's over there

on the mousetrap.

Pass the cheese.

Oh, boy.

What a party.

Whoopee! What a party.

[Up-tempo Latin music plays]

What a party.

You guys are real

party animals.

Sure. I'm the happiest

mouse in the world.

I'm the happiest mouse

in mousedale.

This is the best part.

Hoo! Whoopee!

[Laughs]

[Man snoring]

So, they're

having a little party,

and they didn't invite me!

Hmph!

Why, those disgusterous

little squeakers.

Mouse: Oh, no!

It's naughty noodles!

Noodles the cat

is sucking up our party

with his kicksydumper

gizzardgulper.

All: A kicksydumper

gizzardgulper?!

Please, Mr. Noodles,

don't ruin my party.

Mr. Noodles: Tell it

to the marines, kid!

[Fanfare plays]

Ah, what's this?!

Aah! Hidey-hidey-ho!

It's off to help

my friends I go!

[Cheering]

Stop your squeaking,

you delumptuous

little bellybopper.

Ha ha ha!

Stop!

Whoopee! My hero!

Hoo-hoo!

Man: We came here

when I was a kid.

That's why

it looks so old.

Well, here we are.

Yeah, I hope

someone else is.

Yoo-hoo!

Boy: Hey,

"amazing Amos" is on.

It looks

just the same.

Hello!

Anyone here?!

[Bell dings]

Ah, signs of life.

You disgusterous rodent.

Uh, h-hello.

Oh, yeah? Try this

on for size!

Hidey-hidey-ho!

Ooh, just at the good part.

Rats!

Welcome to

the mountain view inn.

Thanks. We'd like

a room for the night.

Oh, no trouble at all.

Just let me get right

through my door here.

Now, here's the register.

If you will, please,

just sign...Right there.

[Bugle plays "taps"]What's that noise?

Oh, that's the bugler

over at happy acres camp

playing "taps."

[Sighs] Sounds like

someone died.

Happy acres--good name

for a pet cemetery.

Garf.

Sweetheart, what's our

license plate number?

Well, are you off

to summer camp?

Yeah.

Ooh, you're gonna have

a lot of fun there.

That's what

they tell me.

Garf, not this again.

Case of the

reluctant camper.

Mm-hmm.

I've seen it before.

Room 12.

Louise did get

that place cleaned,

didn't she?

You know,

you've managed to keep

all the old charm here.

Oh, well,

we try very hard.

Can I take something?

Oh, thanks, thanks.

Thank you.

Come on, now.

I'll show you

to your room.

I seem to remember you

from when I was

here before.

Have a nice

day, folks.

Garf, don't worry.

It's not gonna

be so bad.

Night.

Well, young fella, what'll

it be for breakfast--

apple pie

or chocolate cake?

Got any

peanut butter cookies?

Peanut butter! Mm-mmm!

[Mouse imitates engine revving]

[Gasps] Ohh! My motorcycle!

Whee!

Yay!

Get off!

You'll hurt yourself.

But I want to ride it!

No! It's not a toy.

You won't share

because you're selfish.

I'm not selfish.

I'm going to tell

uncle Lester!

Yeah! We're telling!

Ah, go ahead.

Go tell uncle Lester.

See if I care.

[Imitating engine turning over]

[Imitating tires screeching]

Very reckless. Very.

[Imitating tires screeching]

Reckless mouse.

Stop!

I want to have

a talk with you!

Ohh! Ohh!

Gotcha!

Uncle Lester!

Don't "uncle Lester"

me, Ralph!

Everybody's complaining

about you

and tha-a-a-t

motorcycle!

He's selfish!

Yeah! He never gives US

rides on his motorcycle!

Ralph, give them rides.

[Cheering]

But you--

now! Or else!

Whoopee!

No, no, I want

to ride first!

[Weakly imitates engine revving]

All: Faster, faster!

Faster! Faster!

Faster! Faster!

Faster! Faster!

I thought I

gave you a ride.

Oh, no, not me.

But this time

make it faster!

What?! You've had

more than

one ride, haven't you?

You want faster?

You'll get faster.

[Imitating engine

turning over]

[Crash]

[Crying]

Are you all right?

Ralph, you're grounded.

But--but I did

what you said.

You did what I said,

but I didn't say

to do what you did.

Park that motorcycle

and don't let me catch

you riding it again!

But--

now!

But...if I can't ride

my motorcycle here,

I'll--I'll--I'll

ride it somewhere else!

I'm leaving!

Come back here,

young mouse.

I told you not

to ride it again!

You're being

disobedient, Ralph!

I stayed here

with my parents.

It was almost

26 years ago.

Were you on your way

to happy acres camp, too?

Oh, yes.

I had a great time.

This place hasn't

changed a bit.

Be sure you brush your teeth

every day at camp.

Sure, mom.

Did you hear that

strange noise in

the hall last night?

I was so tired,

I went right to sleep.

It sounded like--

it sounded like

a tiny lawn mower.

[Imitating

engine revving]

Lawn mower in the hallway?

Eh!

You and your imagination.

No, it was real!

I was wide awake!

Ok, it's about time

to get to camp.

Aw, dad, do I

really have to

go to this dumb old camp

just because

you went there

a zillion years ago?

Garf, I don't want

to hear any more

"aw, dad"s or

"do I really?"S.

I think you're gonna

like this camp.

I hope so.

All right, Garfield,

forward march.

Bye.

Bye. Thanks a lot.

I put your bag

in the car.

I'm gonna get a bite, Matt.

[Clock chiming]

Oh! No one understands me!

They'll be sorry.

They're going to miss me

when I'm gone.

Another word for "road"...

Rhymes with "blue Jay."

I'm running away.

Huh?! What?!

I'm running away

on my motorcycle.

How come--not enough

peanut butter?

Ohh!

I'm just tired of

being bossed around.

Well, be careful.

It's a wild world

out there on your own

with no one to help you.

I don't need any help.

I can handle anything.

Oh. Well, then,

the best of luck to you.

Um...uh...

I was wondering if you'd

open the door for me.

Well, now...

If I opened the door for you,

I would be helping you,

and you said

you didn't need

any help.

But--but how do I

get my motorcycle out?

Mnh-mnh.

Ok. All right.

I'm on my own. Hmpf!

[Grunting]

Ohh!

Ugh!

Ha ha!

[Imitating engine revving]

Hey, Ralph, you forgot

to close the door!

[Boogie-woogie music plays]

[Imitating engine revving,

tires screeching]

♪ Oh, I'm a mad mouse

♪ I'm a sad mouse

♪ woke up this morning

feeling kind of low ♪

♪ knew it was time to go

♪ first they say "no"

♪ then they say "don't"

♪ say it 'cause I shouldn't,

can't, and won't ♪

♪ I got to be free, yeah

♪ oh, I'm goin'

down the highway ♪

♪ gonna do as I please

♪ I'm goin' down that highway

♪ free as a breeze

♪ gonna leave my troubles

ha ha!

♪ Behind me

oh, yeah!

Hoo-hoo! Yahoo!

♪ Bodaly bop, bodaly

beedly-beedly bop ♪

♪ beedly bobaly

deedly doo da day ♪

♪ ba-bobaly ba

♪ diddly wah

♪ bobaly deedly

bobaly deedly doo da da ♪

Hey! Ha hoo!

[Music stops]

Whoa! Ohh-ho-ho!

Ouch! Ohh! Eee! Ow! Ugh!

W-What kind of monster

was that? Ugh!

Oh, am I glad I had

my helmet on.

Ooh.

[Imitating engine sputtering]

Oh.

[Sighs] Am I sore!

[Whimpering]

[Owl hooting]What was that?

[Gasps] An owl.

[Gasps] My motorcycle!

Got to get it.

[Exhales deeply][Hooting continues]

[Yawns]

Peanut butter.

[Snoring]

Peanut butter.

Woman: Oh,

you got something!

[Ralph snoring]

Well, well.

What have we here?

[Laughs] Now,

watch carefully.

This is the way to handle

a measly mouse.

Merton, pay attention.

Now, watch this.

[Meows]Aah!

[Groans]

[Meows]

The mousie is now trying

to imitate a dead mouse,

but I can feel his

little heart beating.

Merton, what did

I just say?

You said, uh...

You were gonna imitate

a dead mouse.

Go ahead.

I want to see

that, daddy.

Never, never let

a mouse make a fool of you.

I will now demonstrate

the "scoop, toss,

and gobble" technique.

Observe.

I'm watching, daddy.

[Growls]

He-e-e-e-lp!

He-e-e-e-lp!

Got him!

Oh, yay, garf!

What kind of butterfly

did you get?

It's a mouse.

A moth?

No, a mouse.

A mouse?Yeah, I rescued him

from that cat

over there.

Well...[chuckles]

That is happy acres'

first flying mouse.

Let's, uh--let's go

turn him loose somewhere

where catso

can't reach him.

Well, I'd like

to keep him.

Oh, garf, he really

should go free.

Please?

He'll be my friend.

Well, ok.

Let's go find

a spot for him

in the nature corner.

I bet that's a real

special mouse.

Hey, garf

caught something!

It's a mouse!

Don't anybody touch him!

Don't touch him!

No touching!

I feel him quivering.

Oh, he's not quivering.

Yes, he is.

Woman: We built this last year

for an injured squirrel,

but I think he'll

be real happy in it.

Girl: He's so cute.

Oh, honey, don't

do that with the paint.

Let's feed him.

I'd be glad to feed him

whenever I feed chum.

Thanks, but if I feed him,

then you feed him,

then she feeds him,

then everyone in camp

feeds him, he'll explode!

So, fine!

We were just

trying to help.

Who would want

to feed your

dumb mouse anyway?

He's not dumb.

He's not as smart

as a hamster.

If that's how garf

wants it, let him do it.

[Bell rings]Oh, ok, everybody.

That's apaches

to the riding stables,

cherokees to

the archery range...

And you to the shower.

Bye, mouse.

[Grunting]

Let me out of here!

I want out!

What's all this

confounded racket?

Can't a hamster get

any peace around here?

Take it easy, pal!

Pipe down!

Wowie! [Laughs]

What kind of mouse

are you?

Me? A mouse?!

I'm a golden hamster--

cricetus cricetus,

to be precise.

Ha! What's to eat

around here?

Pellets--green pellets.

Pellets?

What are pellets?

[Chuckles]

You'll find out.

My name's Ralph.

What's yours?

Ralph, nice to meet you.

They call me "chum."

[Upbeat music plays]

Kids: ♪ we're up with the sun

at [clap] happy acres ♪

♪ we are lovin' up the fun

at [clap] happy acres ♪

♪ we sing and play and run

till the [clap] day is done ♪

♪ hooray, happy acres

is the place for me ♪

"Dangerous mouse!

Hands off!"

That'll do it.

Munchytime.

Come and get it.

[Chuckles]

So, this is a pellet.

Blech! Ick!

I've been poisoned.

[Coughing, spitting] Blech!

Here. You can have 'em back.

[Pellets clattering]

What's the matter?

Don't you like pellets?

I'll bring you

something else next time.

Hey, how about some

peanut butter? Mmm!

[Bugle plays "reveille" off-key]

Ok?

Karen, you've been

scratching all day.

My whole arm itches.

Uh-oh.

Looks like

poison oak.

You better go

and let the nurse

put something on it.

Come on.

Stop scratching.

Oh, it itches. Ohh.

[Bell rings]Oh, ok, everybody--

swimtime!

All: Yay!

Hey, mousie.

I have some sunflower

seeds for you...

And...a peanut butter

sandwich.

Wow!

Garf, why are you

still in here?

I'm just feeding my mouse.

You're not supposed to be

in here without a counselor.

So, uh...Next time,

feed your mouse

during nature hour.

My mouse doesn't like

schedules, and neither

do I.

You know, garf,

you really need

to loosen up.

I think you'd have

a whole lot more fun

if you just joined

the group in activities.

[Scoffs] My mouse and I have

our own group, thank you.

Fine. But right now

it's swimtime,

and I bet that mouse

is not interested

in a swim, hmm?

Come on.

I want you to go out

and join the other kids.

Oh, come on. Try.

Just go out and try

to have some fun!

[Sarcastically]

Some fun.

Whoa.

Hi, aunt Jill.

Are you going

for a swim, too?

[Laughing]

Hey, hey!

Yah!

Ooh. Aah.

Ooh, ooh, ooh!

Hey, merton, look.

A mouse.

A measly mouse.

He's playing dead.

[Ticking]I can hear its heart beat.

Daddy will be proud of me.

Eee! Hey!

[Laughter]

Vroom! Vroom!

Vroom, vroom, vroom!

What's that?

Whoopee! [Laughs]

He found my motorcycle!

Hoo hoo!

Your motorcycle?

That's my motorcycle!

Look what he's doing!

Oh, he'll ruin it!

Ohh! Ohh!

I'll never get back home.

Relax.

Enjoy yourself.

You've got it good here.

This cage is awful!

Ohh! Ugh!

Oh, I had it better

at the hotel.

Oh.

Daddy, daddy, look!

I caught a measly mouse.

Merton.

It's playing dead,

but I can feel

its heart beating,

just like you taught me.

That little mouse made

a big fool of you!

This is a fake mouse.

But, daddy--

never mind.

I'll fix

the real mouse...

Tonight.

[Purrs]

[Thunder crashes]

Ralph. Wake up.

I hear catso.

[Yawns]

Nah, chum.

It's just thunder.

[Sniffs] Ralph,

I smell cat fur.

[Sniffs] Nah.

Come on, chum.

Go to sleep.

R-r-r-Ralph, I see catso!

There's nothing there.

[Gasps]

[Whimpering]

What's wrong, mouse?

Cat got your tongue?

[Meows]

There he is!

[Meows]

[Ralph chattering,

catso meowing]

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.

Ooh, ooh.

Where's the mousie?

Aah!

There's the mousie!

Aah!

Ohh! Aah! Eeh! Ahh!

Now I'm mad.

[Meows]

Is he here? No.

Is he there? No.

He must be here.

Where is he?

Hoo-hoo!there he is.

[Meows]

Aah!

[Meows]

[Meows]

Aah!

Aah!

End of the road, mousemeat.

What happened?

Catso, get out.

Get out!

[Meows]

My mouse.

Oh, no.

Mousky, where are you?

Yoo-hoo!

I'm over here.

Over where?

Who said that?

Ralph.

Ralph who?

Ralph the mouse.

Hi, garf.

I'm ok.

Is this some sort of trick?

[Laughs] No trick.

But you're a mouse.

Mice can't talk.

We're talking,

aren't we?

Mice aren't dummies.

Sorry.

You've got something

of mine in your pocket.

What?

In your pocket--

my motorcycle.

It's yours?

Yep.

How did you get

a motorcycle?

A boy gave it to me.

Hoo-hoo! Watch.

I'll ride it.

[Imitating engine revving]

Go, Ralph!

Garfield jerrniga, what

are you doing in here?

I was just

worried about Ralph.

Ralph?!

Ralph the mouse.

Garfield, how did

this mess happen?

Catso was trying

to get Ralph.

Oh, I've never seen--

oh, my Christmas

sequins.

Ohh. Ohh.

Ralph, you shouldn't

be talking to humans.

Ah, go chew some pellets.

Where's the cage?

Oh, it got smashed.

It's back there.

I think catso

knocked it over.

Huh.

Well, we'll, uh--

we'll clean this place up

tomorrow morning.

Bedtime, Mr. Garfield.

Ok.

Oh, and the glue is

all over the place.

Ralph?

Ralph, where are you?

I've been looking

for that.

Come on, garf.

Ralph, Ralph,

where'd you go?

Hey.there you are.

Don't forget

my motorcycle.

Ok.

Garf?

Ralph's motorcycle.

Aha.

Well, maybe

we can get Ralph

to help US clean this

place up in the morning.

Come on.

Chop, chop.

Hope it doesn't stink

too much in there.

No, not as bad

as the cage.

[Yawns] Good night.

Good night, Ralph.

[Ralph snoring]

I'll take Pete.

And I'll have

stephie, I guess.

Girl: Rhona.

Boy: Eddie.

Girl: Oh, Jonathan,

you can have garf.

We have a full team.

You have to have garf.

No, our team is full, too.

Garf, you keep score.

Let's see who goes

up to bat first.

Hey, we can start

our own game.

Right.

Uh, thanks, but I have

my own game to go to.

Come on, Jonathan.

Go, Karen.

[Squeals]We win!

Whoo! Come on.

[Ralph and garf laugh]

Wow!

It's easy.

You try it.

Ok.

Aah, aah, ahh!

Aah!

Sorry, Ralph.

Maybe we can try

something else?

You guys,

my watch is gone.

Are you sure

you left it here?

Right here on this table.

That was a present

from my grandma.

A few beans but,

uh, no watch.

Someone must have

taken it.

Who would take it?

Someone who

comes in here

when no one else

is here--garf...

Jerrniga!

Jerrniga!

But no one saw

garf take it.

Let's go tell aunt Jill.

You shouldn't accuse him of

something he didn't do.

I know garf took it.

Guys!

Yeah...

[Upbeat music plays]

♪ The food's really great

at happy acres ♪

♪ it'll eat right through

your plate at happy acres ♪

♪ well, last night at dinner

we don't know what we ate ♪

♪ oh, yeah, happy acres--

it's the place for me ♪

Aaah!

Thank you, girls.

That was

very, very nice.

Now, the boys

from cherokee cabin

have a special song

they've prepared for US.

Come on, boys.

Let's move along.

Karen: I know, and, I'm swinging

my thing, and it's all...

You put your flashlight

on first, ok?

I bet you I know when

garf stole my watch.

When?

When we were swimming.

♪ Great green gobs

of greasy, grimy gopher guts ♪

♪ mutilated monkey meat

♪ chopped-up baby parakeet

♪ great green gobs

of greasy, grimy gopher guts ♪

♪ French-fried eyeballs

♪ rolling down

the grimy street ♪

Oh, no.

It was very creative.

Wasn't it creative?

Audience: Yeah!

Very original.

We just loved it. Yeah.

Well, we have

to move along.

Ok, everybody, I have

an announcement to make.

Karen's watch is missing

from the craft shop.

[Murmuring]

Now, we're not even interested

in who took it.

We just want that person--he

or she, whoever it may be--

to return the watch because

that's the right thing to do,

ok?

Ok.

Now, why don't we all

just join together...

Give it back, garf!

What?

My watch.

I don't have

your watch.

I told you

he doesn't have it.

He is always in

the craft shop alone.

You think I'd steal a watch?

Yes, I do.

You'd take anything.

What do you think--

finders, keepers?

Aunt Jill, they all think

I stole that watch.

Tell them I didn't steal it!

[Sighs] Garfield, I don't know

what happened to the watch.

Did you see it when

you were in the craft shop?

You think I stole it, too!

I've had enough of this place!

I'm getting out of here!

He'd take anything

just for attention.

Happy acres,

sappy acres.

Yeah, but the

peanut butter is super!

I don't need any

of them for friends.

I don't need anybody.

I'm getting out of here.

Better think it over.

It's a wild world

out there.

Just ask me.

Look, any place would

be better than here.

But you didn't

steal the watch.

Oh, yeah?

Maybe I did.

I know you didn't.

The kitten took it.

The kitten? Merton?

Uh-huh.

I saw him.

You should

go tell Karen.

Oh, right.

What do I say--

"oh, a mouse told me

the kitten

stole your watch"?

She'll think I'm crazy.

Then let's get the watch

and give it back.

But I can't just

give it back to her.

She'll think

I swiped it for sure.

What can we do?

Uh...uh...

What if you put it

in the girls' cabin

while she's gone?

Good idea, but boys

aren't allowed in there.

And besides,

it's locked.

Not to a mouse.

Leave everything to me!

Ok.

Hidey-hidey-ho!

[Imitating engine revving]

[Imitating tires screeching]

Daddy!

[Imitating tires screeching]

[Meows] Where'd he go?

[Imitating engine revving]

There he is!

[Meows]

Gotcha! Ha!

Aah!

Hoo-ee!

[Meows]

Ooh.

Ooh, you make me

so mad, you big cat.

You need a lesson that

only I can teach you! Hmpf!

There.

[Grunting]

What's that?

Over there!

Uhh. Ooh.

I am really mad.

[Meows]

What a trick this will be.

Where is he?

Where'd he go?

Hey, furball.

Over here.

[Meows]

[Clears throat] Pbbt!

[Meows]

Try this on for size.

Yoo-hoo!

I'm over here.

Mouse, you're history.

[Meows]

What is this?

I've been tied!

I've been tricked!

[Growls]

Thanks, catso.

Hoo-hoo!

How embarrassing.

[Whimpers]

Oh, uh-oh,

what bed is Karen's?

Ooh, not here.

Oh, not here.

Ohh.

There's her hat!

♪ ...at happy acres

♪ you woke up today with

poison oak in our bed ♪

♪ hooray, happy acres

is the place for me ♪

What's that string

on your tail, daddy?

Uh, uh, well...Ooh.

Gross, I am gonna get poison oak

all over my sleeping bag.

Stephie: Oh, I know!

When he was roasting his

marshmallow, and it fell in.

And he said he was

doing it the right way.

Oh, I know.

He's such a creep.

How am I going

to get out of here?

Trapped like a rat.

I know--operation tickle.

[Chuckles]

Good night, stephie.

Kootchy kootchy

kootchy coo!

Kootchy kootchy kootchy

kootchy kootchy coo!

[Chuckles]

Kootchy kootchy

kootchy coo!

Kootchy kootchy

kootchy coo!

Aaah! Aaah!

Something's in my sleeping bag!

What's the matter?

Uh-oh.

Here goes nothing.

Did it bite you?

No, it kind of tickled.

Open it up.

I wonder

what's in there.

Maybe it's a snake.

Aah! A mouse!

Aah!

Get him!

Get him!

Got him!

My watch--look!

It must have been

there all along.

That's impossible.

I left my watch in

the craft shop--i think.

I knew garf

didn't take it.

I don't understand.

Well, you guys,

what are we gonna

do about this mouse?

Well, let's

give him to garf.

His mouse got away.

Jill: Lights out, girls!

Ok, we'll give it

to him in the morning.

Oh, garf, garf, we have

something for you.

We found it in my

sleeping bag with this.

Look.

I thought you said

I stole it.

Well, I guess you didn't.

Too bad everyone

thought it was you.

Um, what they're saying is,

we're sorry.

We're sorry, garf.

Right.

So, what's in the hat?

Oh, yeah.

Um, since you lost your mouse,

we thought you might

like this one.

Hi, garf!

Ralph!

Thanks.

Maybe the mouse

took the watch.

Or maybe the kitten.

[Laughs] The kitten?

That's funny, garf.

Come on, you guys.

Let's go eat.

Come on, garf.

You can sit with US.

Ok. I'll be right in.

We'll save

a seat for you.

You did it!

Ha! It was nothing.

Thanks, Ralph.

I was kind of

amazing, wasn't I?

Hmm. I'm hungry.

Think there might be some

peanut butter for breakfast?

Huh?

Anything for you, Ralph.

Ha ha!

Whoopee!

Bye.

Bye.

Hi, garf.

This is for you.

It's supposed to be

your mouse.

Oh.

Is that supposed

to be his helmet?

Helmet?

No, it's a hat.

Oh.

I hope you come back

next year.

I'm thinking about it.

Well, see you then.

Hey, thanks!

♪ Ooh, yeah, I'm goin'

down the highway ♪

♪ gonna do

as I please ♪

♪ bopaly bop

♪ diddly wah

♪ bobaly beedly doodly

deedly do sa day ♪

[Laughs]

[Sighs]

Well, everybody's

headed home.

[Sighs]

I guess this is

the last time I'll

see you, Ralph.

Yeah.

Yeah, I know.

I'm going home, too.

Really?

Uh-huh.

To the mountain

view inn?

Yep.

You silly mouse.

It's all uphill.

What about all that

traffic on the road?

You mean those big,

monster trucks?

Yeah. Look,

I'm having lunch at

the mountain view inn.

I'll give you a ride.

Nah. I can

handle it myself.

Think about it--

all uphill,

cars whizzing by,

big, monster trucks.

Well, if you're

going that way, ok.

I've never ridden

in a car before.

Ha! It'll be fun.

Come on.

Let's go see if my

parents are here yet.

I'll race you

down the path.

Ok, you're on.

On your Mark, get ready,

get set, 10, 9, 6, 2, go!

[Imitating engine revving]

No fair!

You had a head start!

Ok, folks,

you'll be in room 11.

Now, grab your bags

and then

right down

the hall there.

That's it--

right down the hall.

Make a right

turn there.

All: ♪ ooh, yeah, I'm movin'

down the highway ♪

♪ gonna do as I please

whee!