Luyện nghe bài hát The Road To Morocco

We're off on the to Morocco
camel is tough on the spine
(Hit me a band-aid, Dad)
Where goin', why we're goin', how can we be sure?
I'll lay you eight to five that we'll meet Dorothy
(Yeah and get in line)

Off on the road to
on till the end of the line
(I your jockey, quiet)
I hear this country's where they do the dance of the seven
We'd tell you more but we have the censor on our tails
(Good boy)

We do get around
Webster's Dictionary, we're Morocco bound

We're off on the road to
look out
Well the way
'Cause here we
by for a concussion
The men eat fire, on nails and saw their wives in half
It seems to me there should be ways to get a laugh
(Shall I on my big shoes?)

Off on the to Morocco
Hooray! Well blow a horn, everybody
Yeah, it's a light, come on boys

We may run Villains but we're not afraid to roam
Because we read the story and we end up at home, yeah

do get around
Like Webster's Dictionary, Morocco bound

We certainly do get
Like a complete set of
you get in the corner drugstore
For a ninety-eight, we're Morocco bound

Or, like a of Omar Khayyam
That you buy in the store at Christmas time
For cousin Julia, we're Morocco bound
(We be arrested)