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

It's fair weather,
hep cats get together!
And every they 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 some breeze!
Say, happened 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 smoky over Tokyo!
A friend of mine in a dropped another load for luck,
As he flew away, he was heard to
"A yuk yuk!"

Well I 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 of the bobby socks!
Hmm yuttata yuttata yuttaton you big!
Well I'm the fresh tomata you dig!
Let's have a heart to and you'll decide!
I'm a chick what's on the solid side!

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

And if you that way, tell me what you say?
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, you're all root!

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

If you feel that way, me what you say?
A hubba-hubba-hubba 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
that 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 you kno' )
A you say ( A what you say )
I say I'll dig you later in the USA!

Music by McHugh
with lyrics by Adamson. 1945