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

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

a hubba-hubba-hubba, I just got back!
Well a hubba-hubba-hubba, let's shoot breeze!
Say, whatever happened to the
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 friend of mine in a dropped another load for luck,
As he away, he was heard to say:
"A yuk yuk!"

Well I gotta go
That's ok, give you our permission 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, well give me skin!
Well you're lookin' mighty purdy Miss Locks!
I'm the old girly of the bobby socks!
Hmm yuttata yuttaton you talk big!
Well I'm the fresh tomata you dig!
have a heart to heart'a and you'll decide!
I'm a chick what's on the solid side!

You knock me flat, you're the 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!

Well now you're talkin', you're no square!
You be from Weehawken . . .
Hmm hmm Delaware!

You got a of jive that's really zoo!
Well dig you later, baby you're all root!

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

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

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

Mister how you to blubber
that knock out squawk,
Seems your 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 kno' ( A what you )
A what you say ( A you say )
I say I'll dig you later in the USA!

Music by McHugh
with lyrics by Harold Adamson.