Dinah-Moe Humm (Live At The Palladium, NYC / 10-28-77 / Show 2)

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I couldn't say where she's comin' from
But I just met a lady named Dinah-Moe Humm
She stroll on over, say look here, bum
I got a 40 dollar bill say you can't make me cum
(No way you can't do it)
She made a bet with her sister who's a little bit dumb
She could prove it any time all men was scum
I don't mind that she called me a bum
But I knew right away she was really gonna cum
(So I got down to it)
I whipped off her bloomers'n stiffened my thumb
An' applied rotation on her sugar plum
I poked 'n stroked till my wrist got numb
But I still didn't hear no Dinah-Moe Humm
Dinah-Moe Humm
Dinah-Moe Humm
Dinah-Moe Humm
Where's this Dinah-Moe comin' from
I done spent three hours
An' I ain't got a crumb from the Dinah-Moe
Dinah-Moe, Dinah-Moe
From the Dinah-Moe Humm
Got a spot that gets me hot
An' you ain't been to it
Got a spot that gets me hot
An' you ain't been to it
Got a spot that gets me hot
But you ain't been to it
Got a spot that gets me hot
But you ain't been to it
'Cause I can't get into it unless I get out of it
An' I gotta get out of it before I get into it
'Cause I never get into it unless I get out of it
An' I gotta be out of it to get myself into it
She, she ah, she ah, she ah, ah she looked over at me with a glazed eye
And some bovine perspiration on her upper lip area
And she said ah, she said ah
Just get me wasted
An' you're half-way there
'Cause if my mind's tore up
Then my body don't care
I rubbed my chinny-chin-chin
An' said my-my-my
What sort of thing
Might this lady get high upon?
The 40 dollar bill didn't matter no more
When her sister got naked an' laid on the floor
She said Dinah-Moe might win the bet
But she could use a little if I wasn't done yet
I told her...
Just because the sun want a place in the sky
No reason to assume I wouldn't give her a try
So I pulled on her hair
Got her legs in the air
An' asked if she had any cooties in there
(Whaddya mean cooties, no cooties on me)
She was buns-up kneelin'
Buns up
I was wheelin' an dealin'
Wheelin' an dealin' an' ooh
She surrender to the feelin'
She sweetly surrendered
An' she started in to squealin'
Dinah-Moe watched from the edge of the bed
With her lips just a-twitchin' an' her face gone red
Some drool rollin' down
From the edge of her chin
She spied the condition her sister was in
She quivered 'n quaked an' clutched all over herself
Her sister made a joke about her mental health
'Till Dinah-Moe finally did give in
But I told her
All she really needed was some discipline...
I said kiss my aura, Dora
You're probably wondering why I would say thta to a person
Well, the reason is because it's real angora
I don't miss a round
Would y'all like some more-a, right here on the flora?
An' how 'bout you, Fauna?
Do you wanna...?
Alright, a little medication here

Ah, the American wine



Credits
Writer(s): Frank Zappa
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