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 they're goin', why goin', how can we be sure?
I'll lay you eight to five we'll meet Dorothy Lamour
(Yeah and get in line)

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

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

We're off on the road to
Well out
clear the way
'Cause we come
Stand by for a
The men eat fire, sleep on and saw their 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 a horn, everybody duck
Yeah, it's a green light, come on

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

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

We do get around
Like a set of Shakespeare
That you get in the drugstore
For a ninety-eight, we're Morocco bound

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