We're going to Morocco, Mo-Mo-Mo-rocco,
and you guys can't come along
We're going to Morocco, Mo-Mo-Mo-rocco,
where there's sand and sun and fun
We're going to Morocco, Mo-Mo-Mo-rocco,
where it is okay not to bathe
We're going to Morocco, Mo-Mo-Mo-rocco,
yes oh yes we are, yes we are
2 comments:
Is this another one of those songs that you're writing for us to get it out of your head, or are you guys really going to Mo-Mo-Mo-rocco?
We leave for Marrakech Monday morning. Woo-hoo.
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