文本歌词

Bob Hope - Road To Morocco
We're off on the road to Morocco
This taxi is tough on the spine
(hit me with a band-aid Dad)
Where they're goin' why we're goin'
How can we be sure
I'll lay you eight to five that
We'll meet Dorothy Lamour (yeah get in line)
Off on the road to Morocco
Hang on till the end of the line
(I like your jockey Quiet)
I hear this country's where
They do the dance of the seven veils
We'd tell you more (uh-ah)
But we would have the censor on our tails
(good boy)
We certainly do get around
Like Webster's Dictionary
We're Morocco bound
We're off on the road to Morocco
Well look out well clear the way
'Cause here we come
Stand by for a concussion
The men eat fire sleep on nails
And saw their wives in half
It seems to me
There should be easier ways to get a laugh
(shall I slip on my big shoes )
Off on the road to Morocco
Hooray Well blow a horn everybody duck
Yeah it's a green light come on boys
We may run into Villians
But we haven't any Paramount
Because we write the story
And we understand the safe home
Yeah
Certainly do get around
Like Webster's Dictionary
We're Morocco bound
We certainly do get around
Like a complete set of Shakespeare that you get
In the corner drugstore for a dollar ninety-eight
We're Morocco bound
Or like a volume of Omar Khayyam
That you buy in the
Department store at Christmas time
For your cousin Julia
We're Morocco bound