Luyện nghe bài hát Dinah-Moe Humm (Live At The Palladium, NYC / 10-30-77)

I couldn't say she's coming' from,
But I just met a lady named Dinah-Moe

She stroll on over, say here, bum,
I got a forty bill say you can't make me cum
(Y'jes do it)

She made a bet with her who's a little bit dumb
She could prove it any time all men was

I don't that she called me a bum,
But I knew right away she was gonna cum
(So I got to it)

I whipped off her stiffened my thumb
An' rotation on her sugar plum

I poked 'n stroked my wrist got numb
But I didn't hear no Dinah-Moe Humm,
Dinah-Moe

Humm
Dinah-Moe
this Dinah-Moe
Comin'
I done spent three
An' I ain't got a
From the Dinah-Moe, Dinah-Moe,
From the Dinah-Moe

Got a that gets me hot, ow!
An' you ain't to it
(No no no no!)
Got a spot gets me hot, ow!
An' you ain't to it
(No no no!)
Got a that gets me hot
But you ain't to it
(No no no no no!)
Got a spot gets me hot
But you been to it
'Cause I can't get it
I get out of it
An' I get out of it
I get into it
'Cause I get into it
I get out of it
An' I be out of it
To get into it

(She over at me with a glazed eye
And some bovine perspiration on her upper lip
And she . . .)

get me wasted
An' you're half-way
'Cause if my tore up,
Then my body don't

I rubbed my
An' said
What of thing
Might this get high upon?

I checked out her
Who was the bet
An' wondered kind of trip
The young was on

The forty dollar bill didn't no more
When her got nekkid an' laid on the floor
She Dinah-Moe might win the bet
But she could use a little if I done yet

I her . . .
because the sun
Want a in the sky
No reason to
I give her a try

So I on her hair
Got her in the air
An' asked if she had any on there

(Whaddya cooties! No cooties on me!)

She was kneelin'
UP!
I was an dealin'
WHEELIN' AN' AN' OOOOH!
She to the feelin'
SHE SWEETLY
An' she in to squealin'

Dinah-Moe watched the edge of the bed
her lips just a-twitchin' an' her face gone red
Some drool down
From the of her chin
she spied the condition
Her was in
She 'n quaked
An' at herself
While her made a joke
About her health
Dinah-Moe finally
Did in
But I her
All she needed
Was discipline . . .

Kiss my aura . . . . . .
M-M-M . . . real angora
Would y'all like some
Right on the flora?
An' how 'bout you,

MMM . . . sound like you're on somethin'

Did you say you want more?
Well, here's some . . .

(Oh, . . .)

Oh, . . . look,
D'you think I interest you
In a pair of zircon-encrusted

MMM . . . tweezers!
a minute, lemme sterilize 'em . . .
Gimme lighter . . .

I couldn't say where she's from
But I just met a named Dinah-Moe Humm

She on over, say look here, bum,
I got a forty bill say you can't make me cum
(Y'jes do it)

I off her bloomers 'n stiffened my thumb
An' rotation on her sugar plum

I poked 'n stroked till my got numb
An' you know I heard some Dinah-Moe
Some Humm
Dinah-Moe
Dinah-Moe


Some
An' a Dinah-Moe
An' Dinah-Moe
An' Dinah-Moe
An' some
An' a Dinah-Moe
An' some
An' some
An' Dinah-Moe
An' a Dinah-Moe
An'
An' Dora too, lil' 'n Dora
An'
my aura, Dinah