I don't want (rhymes with non-oil-dependent or otherwise futuristic vehicle)

I just want to ride my (non-oil-dependent or otherwise futuristic vehicle)

Somebody else did this, somewhere, some time ago, and I thought it was cute. Y'know, kinda like Arlo Guthrie would sing it, except, about vehicles that we can't afford yet, but would really like. Y'know, the frickin' flyin' car or something. I'll get us started: (Maybe I'll even add links. )

I don't want some cool-aid,
I just wanna ride my Jeep Renegade.

And I don't want whipped cream,
I just wanna ride my Saturn Flexstreme.

And I don't want you,
I just wanna ride my Volkswagon Space Up! Blue

Ok, your turn...

Praise Be To Zeppo

A tangent I wandered off on while looking for a good link to The Zeppo for my previous post.

While he was best known as the unfunny wooden straightman of the Marx Brothers, turns out Zeppo was also a businessman, agent, and inventor. His factory built motorcycles, and vital parts for the war effort. He invented the Marman Clamp and a portable cardiac monitor. He stopped doing what he was famous for, and found a whole new niche.