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

I say where she's coming' from,
But I just met a named Dinah-Moe Humm

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

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

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

I whipped off her bloomers'n my thumb
An' applied on her sugar plum

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

Dinah-Moe
Humm
Where's Dinah-Moe
Comin'
I done three hours
An' I got a crumb
the Dinah-Moe, Dinah-Moe, Dinah-Moe
From the Dinah-Moe

Got a spot that me hot, ow!
An' you ain't to it
(No no no no!)
Got a spot that me hot, ow!
An' you ain't to it
(No no no!)
Got a that gets me hot
But you been to it
(No no no no no!)
Got a spot that me hot
But you been to it
'Cause I get into it
I get out of it
An' I get out of it
I get into it
'Cause I never get it
I get out of it
An' I be out of it
To get into it

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

Just get me
An' half-way there
'Cause if my mind's up,
Then my body care

I rubbed my
An' my-my-my
What sort of
Might this lady get high

I out her sister
Who was the bet
An' wondered kind of trip
The lady was on

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

I her . . .
Just the sun
a place 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 cooties on

(Whaddya cooties! No cooties on me!)

She was buns-up
UP!
I was an dealin'
AN' DEALIN' AN' OOOOH!
She to the feelin'
SHE SURRENDERED
An' she in to squealin'

Dinah-Moe watched the edge of the bed
With her lips a-twitchin' an' her face gone red
Some drool down
the edge of her chin
While she the condition
Her was in
She quivered 'n
An' clutched at
While her sister a joke
About her health
'Till Dinah-Moe
Did in
But I her
All she needed
Was discipline . . .

Kiss my . . . Dora . . .
. . . it's real angora
Would y'all like more-a?
Right on the flora?
An' how you, Fauna?

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

Did you say you want some
Well, some more . . .

(Oh, . . .)

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

MMM . . . tweezers!
Wait a minute, lemme 'em . . .
your lighter . . .

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

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

I whipped off her bloomers 'n stiffened my
An' applied rotation on her plum

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


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