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Perry Como

Genres: Jazz

Dig You Later (a Hubba, Hubba, Hubba!) Lyrics - Perry Como

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 

 

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 

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