(A Hubba-Hubba-Hubba) Dig You Later [From Doll Face]

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Pierino Ronald "Perry" Como (May 18, 1912 – May 12, 2001) was an American singer and television personality. During a career spanning more than half a century he recorded exclusively for the RCA Victor label after signing with them in 1943. "Mr. C.", as he was nicknamed, sold millions of records for Radio Corporation of America (RCA) and pioneered a weekly musical variety television show, which set the standards for the genre and proved to be one of the most successful in television history. Como was seen weekly on television from 1949 to 1963, then continued hosting the Kraft Music Hall variety program on a monthly basis until 1967. His television shows and seasonal specials were broadcast throughout the world. Also a popular recording artist, Perry Como pro… more »

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2006

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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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