Luyện nghe bài hát A Hubba-Hubba-Hubba ( Dig You Later )

It's fair weather,
when hep get together!
And time they meet,
here's the way you'll hear them ( greet! )
A Hello Dad!

Well a hubba-hubba-hubba, I got back!
Well a hubba-hubba-hubba, let's some breeze!
Say, happened to the Japanese?
Hmm a hubba-hubba-hubba, you heard?
A hubba-hubba-hubba, me the word!

I got it from a guy who was in the
It was mighty over Tokyo!
A of mine in a B-29 dropped another load for luck,
As he flew away, he was to say:
"A yuk yuk!"

Well I go fishin'
That's ok, we'll give you our and we'll say,
A hubba-hubba-hubba, on way!
And I will dig you in the USA!
Ta dah dah dee dee dee ta dee dee, ta dah dah hi hi hi tee dee dee!

A hubba-hubba-hubba, I got in!
A hubba-hubba-hubba, give me some skin!
Well you're mighty purdy Miss Curly Locks!
I'm the grand old girly of the socks!
Hmm yuttata yuttaton you talk big!
I'm the fresh tomata you can't dig!
Let's have a to heart'a and you'll decide!
I'm a chick what's really on the side!

You knock me flat, you're the of a cat,
makes me wanta blow my top: " 'till the end of . . . " ( Aaaaah! )

And if you that way, tell me what you say?
A muk muk!

Well now you're talkin', you're no square!
You can't be from . . .
Hmm hmm Delaware!

You got a line of jive that's zoo!
Well I'll dig you later, baby all root!

< instrumental >

You're the of cat, wears a sharp cravat,
and you know your stuff!

If you feel that way, tell me you say?
A ruff ruff!

A getta long a little mousy with the big eyes,
well if lookin' for a spousey,
why just my size!

Mister how you to blubber
with knock out squawk,
Seems your lips are made of
time you talk!

Oh no, no, no, hubba-hubba!

Yes, yes, yes, hubba-hubba!

Bop, bop, bop, hubba-hubba!
A what you kno' ( A what you )
A you say ( A what you say )
I say I'll dig you later in the USA!

Music by Jimmy
with lyrics by Adamson. 1945