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
A Hubba-Hubba-Hubba Video (MV)
Perry Como - A Hubba-Hubba-Hubba Lyrics
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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
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
Writer: HAROLD ADAMSON, JIMMY MCHUGH
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.