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

It's fair weather,
when hep get together!
And every they meet,
here's the way hear them greet ( greet! )
A hubba-hubba-hubba Dad!

Well a hubba-hubba-hubba, I got back!
Well a hubba-hubba-hubba, let's some breeze!
Say, whatever happened to the
Hmm a hubba-hubba-hubba, haven't you
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 mine in a B-29 dropped another for luck,
As he flew away, he was to say:
"A yuk yuk!"

Well I gotta go
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 lookin' mighty purdy Curly Locks!
I'm the old girly of the bobby socks!
Hmm yuttata yuttaton you talk big!
Well I'm the 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, the kind of a cat,
me wanta blow my top: " 'till the end of time . . . " ( Aaaaah! )

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

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

You got a line of that's really zoo!
Well I'll dig you later, you're 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, tell me you say?
A hubba-hubba-hubba ruff!

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

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

Oh no, no, no, hubba-hubba!

Yes, yes, yes, hubba-hubba!

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

Music by Jimmy
lyrics by Harold Adamson. 1945