Текст песни Bing Crosby — The Road to Morocco

we're off on the road to morocco
this camel is tough on the spine
where they're going
why we're going
no one can be sure
i'll lay you 8 to 5 that we meet
we're off on the road to morocco
hang on 'til the end of the line
i hear this land is where they do
the dance of the seven veils
we'd tell you more, but we might have
the censor on our tails
we certainly do get around
like Webster's Dictionary,
we're morocco-bound
we're off on the road to morocco
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
we're off on the road to morocco
hooray, blow a horn, everybody duck...
we may run into villains
but we're not afraid to roam
because we read the story
and we end up safe at home
we certainly do get around
like Webster's Dictionary
we're morocco-bound
like a complete set of Shakespeare
that you get in the corner drug store
for a dollar ninety-eight
we're morocco-bound
like a volume of Omar Khayyam
that you buy in a department store
at Christmas time
for your cousin Julia!
we're morocco-bound