| I couldn’t say where she’s coming' from
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| But I just met a lady named Dinah-Moe Humm
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| She stroll on over, say look here, bum
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| I got a forty-dollar bill say you can’t make me cum
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| (Y'jes can’t do it)
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| She made a bet with her sister who’s a little bit dumb
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| She could prove it any time all men was scum
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| I don’t mind that she called me a bum
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| But I knew right away she was really gonna cum
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| (So I got down to it)
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| I whipped off her bloomers 'n stiffened my thumb
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| An' applied rotation on her sugar plum
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| I poked 'n stroked till my wrist got numb
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| But I still didn’t hear no Dinah-Moe Humm
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| Dinah-Moe Humm
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| Dinah-Moe Humm
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| Dinah-Moe Humm
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| Where’s this Dinah-Moe
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| Comin' from
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| I done spent three hours
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| An' I ain’t got a crumb
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| From the Dinah-Moe, Dinah-Moe, Dinah-Moe
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| From the Dinah-Moe Humm
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| Got a spot that gets me hot, ow!
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| An' you ain’t been to it
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| (No no no no!)
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| Got a spot that gets me hot, ow!
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| An' you ain’t been to it
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| (No no no!)
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| Got a spot that gets me hot
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| But you ain’t been to it
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| (No no no no no!)
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| Got a spot that gets me hot
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| But you ain’t been to it
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| Cause I can’t get into it
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| Unless I get out of it
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| An' I gotta get out of it
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| Before I get into it
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| Cause I never get into it
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| Unless I get out of it
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| An' I gotta be out of it
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| To get myself into it
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| (She looked over at me with a glazed eye
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| And some bovine perspiration on her upper lip area
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| And she said. |
| . |
| .)
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| Just get me wasted
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| An' you’re half-way there
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| Cause if my mind’s tore up
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| Then my body don’t care
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| I rubbed my chinny-chin-chin
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| An' said my-my-my
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| What sort of thing
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| Might this lady get high upon?
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| I checked out her sister
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| Who was holdin' the bet
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| An' wondered what kind of trip
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| The young lady was on
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| The forty-dollar bill didn’t matter no more
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| When her sister got nekkid an' laid on the floor
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| She said Dinah-Moe might win the bet
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| But she could use a little ______ if I wasn’t done yet
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| I told her
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| Just because the sun
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| Want a place in the sky
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| No reason to assume
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| I wouldn’t give her a try
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| So I pulled on her hair
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| Got her legs in the air
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| An' asked if she had any cooties in there
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| (Whaddya mean cooties! No cooties on me!)
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| She was buns-up kneelin'
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| BUNS UP!
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| I was wheelin' an dealin'
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| WHEELIN' AN' DEALIN' AN' OOOOH!
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| She surrender to the feelin'
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| SHE SWEETLY SURRENDERED
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| An' she started in to squealin'
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| Dinah-Moe watched from the edge of the bed
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| With her lips just a-twitchin' an' her face gone red
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| Some drool rollin' down
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| From the edge of her chin
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| While she spied the condition
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| Her sister was in
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| She quivered 'n quaked
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| An' clutched at herself
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| While her sister made a joke
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| About her mental health
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| Till Dinah-Moe finally
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| Did give in
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| But I told her
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| All she really needed
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| Was some discipline
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| Kiss my aura. |
| .. Dora
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| M-M-M. |
| .. it’s real angora
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| Would y’all like some more-a?
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| Right here on the flora?
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| An' how 'bout you, Fauna?
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| Y’wanna?
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| MMM. |
| .. sound like you’re chokin' on somethin'
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| Did you say you want some more?
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| Well, here’s some more
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| (Oh, baby. . .)
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| Oh, sure. |
| .. look
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| D’you think I could interest you
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| In a pair of zircon-encrusted tweezers?
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| MMM. |
| .. tweezers!
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| Wait a minute, lemme sterilize 'em
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| Gimme your lighter
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| I couldn’t say where she’s coming' from
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| But I just met a lady named Dinah-Moe Humm
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| She stroll on over, say look here, bum
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| I got a forty-dollar bill say you can’t make me cum
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| (Y'jes can’t do it)
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| I whipped off her bloomers 'n stiffened my thumb
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| An' applied rotation on her sugar plum
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| I poked 'n stroked till my wrist got numb
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| An' you know I heard some Dinah-Moe Humm
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| Some Dinah-Moe Humm
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| Dinah-Moe Humm
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| Dinah-Moe Humm
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| Dinah-Moe
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| Dinah-Moe
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| Some Dinah-Moe
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| An' a little Dinah-Moe
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| An' some Dinah-Moe
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| An' some Dinah-Moe
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| An' some Dinah-Moe
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| An' a little Dinah-Moe
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| An' some Dinah-Moe
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| An' some Dinah-Moe
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| An' some Dinah-Moe
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| An' a Dinah-Moe again
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| An' Dinah-Moe
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| An' Dora too, lil' Dinah 'n Dora
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| An' Dinah-Moe
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| Kiss my aura, Dinah |