Luyện nghe bài hát The Road To Morocco

We're off on the to Morocco
This camel is tough on the
(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 Dorothy Lamour
(Yeah and get in line)

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

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

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

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

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

Certainly do get
Like Webster's Dictionary, we're Morocco

We certainly do get
a complete set of Shakespeare
That you get in the drugstore
For a dollar ninety-eight, Morocco bound

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