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It's always fair weather, |
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when hep cats get together! |
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And every time they meet, |
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here's the way you'll hear them greet ( greet! ) |
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A hubba-hubba-hubba Hello Dad! |
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Well a hubba-hubba-hubba, I just got back! |
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Well a hubba-hubba-hubba, let's shoot some breeze! |
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Say, whatever happened to the Japanese? |
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Hmm a hubba-hubba-hubba, haven't you heard? |
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A hubba-hubba-hubba, slip me the word! |
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I got it from a guy who was in the kno' |
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It was mighty smoky over Tokyo! |
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A friend of mine in a B-29 dropped another load for luck, |
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As he flew away, he was heard to say: |
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"A hubba-hubba-hubba yuk yuk!" |
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Well I gotta go fishin' |
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That's ok, we'll give you our permission and we'll say, |
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A hubba-hubba-hubba, on your way! |
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And I will dig you later in the USA! |
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Ta dah dah dee dee dee ta dee dee, ta dah dah hi hi hi tee dee dee! |
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A hubba-hubba-hubba, I just got in! |
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A hubba-hubba-hubba, well give me some skin! |
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Well you're lookin' mighty purdy Miss Curly Locks! |
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I'm the grand old girly of the bobby socks! |
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Hmm yuttata yuttata yuttaton you talk big! |
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Well I'm the fresh tomata you can't dig! |
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Let's have a heart to heart'a and you'll decide! |
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I'm a chick what's really on the solid side! |
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You knock me flat, you're the kind of a cat, |
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makes me wanta blow my top: " 'till the end of time . . . " ( Aaaaah! ) |
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And if you feel that way, tell me what you say? |
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A hubba-hubba-hubba muk muk! |
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Well now you're really talkin', you're no square! |
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You can't be from Weehawken . . . |
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Hmm hmm Delaware! |
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You got a line of jive that's really zoo! |
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Well I'll dig you later, baby you're all root! |
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You're the kind of cat, wears a sharp cravat, |
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and you really know your stuff! |
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If you feel that way, tell me what you say? |
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A hubba-hubba-hubba ruff ruff! |
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A getta long a little mousy with the great big eyes, |
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well if you're lookin' for a spousey, |
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why you're just my size! |
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Mister how you love to blubber |
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with that knock out squawk, |
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Seems your lips are made of rubber |
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every time you talk! |
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Oh no, no, no, hubba-hubba! |
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Yes, yes, yes, hubba-hubba! |
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Bop, bop, bop, hubba-hubba! |
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A what you kno' ( A what you kno' ) |
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A what you say ( A what you say ) |
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I say I'll dig you later baby in the USA! |
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Music by Jimmy McHugh |
