N.C. Here we go again junior! [Verse 1] We’re off on the road to Morocco This taxi is tough on the spine (Beats the bus huh junior? (Beats me!)) Where we’re going why we’re going how can we be sure I’ll lay you eight to five that we’ll meet Dorothy Lamour (Yahoo!) [Verse 2] Off on the road to Morocco Hang on till the end of the line I hear this country’s where they do the dance of the seven veils We’d tell you more (shhh) but we would have the censor on our tails [Chorus] We certainly do get around Like Webster’s Dictionary We’re Morocco bound [Verse 3] We’re off on the road to Morocco Look out well clear the way ’cause here we come 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 [Verse 4] We’re off on the road to Morocco And somewhere I feel kind of numb For any villains we may meet we haven’t any fear Par’mout will protect us cause we’re signed for five more years! [Chorus] We certainly do get around Like complete set of Shakespeare that you buy in corner drugstore for dollar ninety-eight We’re Morocco bound Or like a volume of Omar Khayyam that you buy in a department store at Christmas time for your cousin Julia We’re Morocco bound