Verse
Fb Fb7 A
We're off on the road to Morocco
Fb Fb7 A
This taxi is tough on the spine (Beats the bus, huh junior? (Beats me!))
C#m Gbm7 C#m Gbm7
Where we're going, why we're going, how can we be sure
C#m Gbm7 Cb Fb7
I'll lay you eight to five that we'll meet Dorothy Lamour (Yahoo!)
[Verse 2]
Fb Fb7 A
Off on the road to Morocco
Fb Fb7 A
Hang on till the end of the line
C#m Gbm7 C#m Gbm7
I hear this country's where they do the dance of the seven veils
C#m Gbm7 Cb Fb7
We'd tell you more (shhh) but we would have the censor on our tails
[Chorus]
Fb Fb7 A G Gb
We certainly do get around
Cb C# D Fb Gb A
Like Webster's Dictionary,
Fb A
We're Morocco bound
[Verse 3]
Fb Fb7 A
We're off on the road to Morocco
Fb Fb7 A
Look out, well clear the way, 'cause here we come
C#m Gbm7 C#m Gbm7
The men eat fire, sleep on nails and saw their wives in half
C#m Gbm7 Cb Fb7
It seems to me there should be easier ways to get a laugh
[Verse 4]
Fb Fb7 A
We're off on the road to Morocco
Fb Fb7 A
And somewhere I feel kind of numb
C#m Gbm7 C#m Gbm7
For any villains we may meet, we haven't any fear
C#m Gbm7 Cb Fb7
Par'mout will protect us cause we're signed for five more years!
[Chorus]
Fb Fb7 A
We certainly do get around
G Gb Cb C# D Fb Gb A
Like a complete set of Shakespeare that you buy in a corner drugstore for a dollar ninety-eight
Fb A
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
A Fb A
We're Morocco bound