Upon a February morn
A tiny baby boy was born
Abraham, Abraham
One minute to midnight
One minute to go
One minute to say good-bye
Before we say hello
Happy holiday, happy holiday
While the merry bells keep ringing
May your every wish come true
Ev’ry time
I see a puppy upon a summer’s day
A puppy dog at play
My heart is filled with envy
That’s because
My heart is yearning to pass the time away
Like that pup
’cause I’m all fed up
And tho’ it’s wrong to be
I long to be
Here she comes, down the street
My, oh my, ain’t she sweet?
Why, here comes my hot toddy
Over my dead body
Ain’t got a dime to my name,
What a terrible shame
Ho Hum, ho ho Hum.
We’re off on the road to Morocco
This taxi is tough on the spine [beats the bu]
Where they’re goin’, why we’re goin’, how can we be sure
I’ll lay you eight to five that we’ll meet Dorothy Lamour [woo hoo!]
Moonlight becomes you, it goes with your hair
You certainly know the right thing to wear
Moonlight becomes you, I’m thrilled at the sight
And I could get so romantic tonight
in Road to Morocco, Bob Hope and Bing Crosby are stowaway shipwreck survivors. They paddle to a North African shore and hitch a camel ride across the desert to Morocco. In order to buy food, Jeff sells Orville into slavery. What a good friend. But Orville’s owner turns out to be the beautiful Princess Shalmar (Dorothy Lamour), who quickly offers to become his wife. Unfortunately, the true reason for the Princess’s proposal soon becomes clear. Her prophet has warned that her first husband will meet a violent death within days of their marriage! Once Bob’s dead, she plans to marry her true love (Anthony Quinn). But the best-laid plans of mice and princesses oft go astray …
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