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frank zappa – dinah-moe-humm [fz: oz] lyrics

i couldn’t say where she’s coming’ from
but i just met a lady named dinah-moe humm

she stroll on over, say look here, b-m
i got a forty-dollar bill says you can’t make me c-m
(y’jes 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 sc-m

i don’t mind that she called me a b-m
but i knew right away she was really gonna c-m
(so i got down to it)

i whipped off her bloomers ‘n stiffened my thumb
an’ applied rotation to 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
i 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
got a spot that gets me hot
but you ain’t been to it
’cause i can’t get out of it
unless i get into it
an’ i never get into it
unless i get out of it
an’ i don’t wanna get into it
unless i get out of it
an’ i can’t get out of it
till i get into it

(she looked over at me with a glazed eye
and some bovine perspiration on her upper lip area
and she said these words and i quote . . . )

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 forty-dollar bill did not matter no more
when her sister got nekkid 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 -ssume
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’ ooooh!)
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’, her face gone red
some drool rollin’ down
from the edge of her chin
while she spied the condition
her sister was in
she quivered ‘n quaked
an’ clutched at herself
while her sister made a joke
about her mental health
till dinah-moe finally
did give in
i told her
all she really needed
was some discipline . .

i said
kiss my aura . . . dora . .
m-m-m . . . it’s real angora
real angora, it’s real angora
it’s real angora
would y’all like some more-a?
right here on the flora?
an’ how ’bout you, fauna?
do you wanna?

wait, you sound like you’re chokin’ on somethin’
(that’s alright)
hey, listen . .
(that’s alright)
d’you think that i could interest you
in a pair of zircon-encrusted tweezers?
tweezers, yes
lemme sterilize ’em . .
lend me your lighter . .

i couldn’t say where she’s coming’ from
but i just met a lady named dinah-moe humm

she stroll on over, say look here, b-m
i got a forty-dollar bill says you can’t make me c-m
(y’jes 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 sc-m

i don’t mind that she called me a b-m
but i knew right away she was really gonna ewww . .
(so i got down to it)

i whipped off her bloomers ‘n stiffened my thumb
an’ applied rotation to her sugar plum

i poked ‘n stroked till my wrist got numb
an’ you know i heard some dinah-moe humm
some dinah-moe humm
dinah-moe
dinah-moe
dinah-moe
little dinah-moe
dinah-moe
dinah-moe again
little dinah-moe
some dinah-moe (again)
some dinah-moe
little dinah-moe again
little dinah-moe
little dinah-moe again
dinah-moe
(dinah-moe humm)
dinah-moe again
dinah-moe
little dinah-moe . .

fz: look out! good night! . . . thank you!

- frank zappa lyrics

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