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

It's always weather,
hep cats get together!
And every 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, whatever to the Japanese?
Hmm a hubba-hubba-hubba, you heard?
A hubba-hubba-hubba, me the word!

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

I gotta go fishin'
That's ok, we'll give you our permission and say,
A hubba-hubba-hubba, on way!
And I dig you later 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 lookin' mighty Miss Curly Locks!
I'm the grand old girly of the socks!
Hmm yuttata yuttata you talk big!
Well I'm the fresh tomata you dig!
Let's have a to heart'a and you'll decide!
I'm a what's really on the solid side!

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

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

Well now you're really talkin', 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!

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You're the kind of cat, wears a cravat,
and you really your stuff!

If you feel that way, me what you say?
A hubba-hubba-hubba ruff!

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

Mister how you love to
that knock out squawk,
Seems lips are made of rubber
time you talk!

Oh no, no, no, hubba-hubba!

Yes, yes, yes, hubba-hubba!

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

by Jimmy McHugh
with lyrics by Adamson. 1945