we're off on the road to morocco
this camel is tough on the spine
where they're going
why we're going
no one can be sure
i'll lay you 8 to 5 that we meet
Dorothy Lamour
 
we're off on the road to morocco
hang on 'til the end of the line
i hear this land is where they do 
the dance of the seven veils
we'd tell you more, but we might have
the censor on our tails
 
we certainly do get around
like Webster's Dictionary, 
we're morocco-bound

we're off on the road to morocco
look out, clear the way...
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 
 
we're off on the road to morocco 
hooray, blow a horn,  everybody duck...
we [bad word] into villains
but we're not afraid to roam
because we read the story 
and we end up safe at home
we certainly do get around
like Webster's Dictionary
we're morocco-bound

like [bad word] set of Shakespeare
that you get in the corner [bad word] store 
for a  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

(we can be arrested!)