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









