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

We do get around
Like Webster's Dictionary, Morocco bound

off on the road to Morocco
Well out
Well 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 there should be ways to get a laugh
(Shall I on my big shoes?)

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

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 Dictionary, we're Morocco bound

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

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