Bob Hope - The Road To Morocco lyrics

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We're off on the road to Morocco

This camel 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 and 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 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 Villains but we're not afraid to roam

Because we read the story and we end up safe at 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

(We could be arrested)