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

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

a hubba-hubba-hubba, I just got back!
Well a hubba-hubba-hubba, shoot some breeze!
Say, whatever to the Japanese?
Hmm a hubba-hubba-hubba, haven't you
A hubba-hubba-hubba, me the word!

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

Well I gotta go
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, well give me skin!
Well you're lookin' mighty Miss Curly Locks!
I'm the old girly of the bobby socks!
Hmm yuttata yuttata yuttaton you big!
Well I'm the fresh tomata you dig!
have a heart 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 wanta blow my " 'till the end of time . . . " ( Aaaaah! )

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

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

You got a line of jive really 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 way, tell me what you say?
A ruff ruff!

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

Mister how you to blubber
with that out squawk,
Seems lips are made of rubber
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
with lyrics by Harold Adamson.