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letra de dinah-moe humm [live at the palladium, nyc / 10-29-77 / show 1] - frank zappa

[spoken]
the name of this song is “dinah-moe humm”. one, two, three, four!

[verse 1]
i couldn’t say where she’s comin’ from
but i just met a lady named dinah-moe humm
she strolled on over, said, “look here, bum
i got a forty-dollar bill saying you can’t make me cum
now way, you just can’t do it”

[verse 2]
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

[verse 3]
i whipped off her bloomers ‘n stiffened my thumb
and applied rotation on her sugar plum
i poked ‘n stroked till my wrist got numb
still didn’t hеar no dinah-moe humm
no dinah-moe humm

[chorus]
dinah-moe humm, dinah-moе humm
where’s this dinah-moe comin’ from
i done spent three hours and i ain’t got a crumb
from the dinah-moe, dinah-moe, dinah-moe
from the dinah-moe humm
[bridge]
got a spot that gets me hot
you ain’t been to it
got a spot that gets me hot
you ain’t been to it
got a spot that gets me hot
you ain’t been to it
got a spot that gets me hot
you ain’t been to it

[hook]
’cause i can’t get into it unless i get out of it
and i gotta be out of it to get myself into it
’cause i can’t get into it unless i get out of it
and i gotta be out of it to get myself into it

[bridge 1]
she looked over at me with a glazed eye
and some bovine perspiration on her upper lip area
and she said, “just get me wasted and you’re half-way there
’cause if my mind’s tore up, well, then my body don’t care”
i rubbed my chinny-chin-chin and said
“my-my-my, what sort of thing might this lady get high upon?”
the forty-dollar bill didn’t matter no more
when her sister got naked and laid on the floor
she said, “dinah-moe might win the bet
but she could use a little (a-ha!) if i wasn’t done yet”
[break]
i told her, “just because the sun want a place in the sky
no reason to assume i wouldn’t give her a try”

[bridge 2]
so i pulled on her hair, got her legs in the air
asked her if she had any cooties in there
(whaddya mean cooties! no cooties on me!)
she was buns-up kneelin’ (buns up!)
i was wheelin’ ‘n dealin’ (wheelin’ and dealin’ and ooh)
she surrender to the feelin’ (she sweetly surrendered)
and she started in to squealin’
dinah-moe watched from the edge of the bed
with her lips just twitchin’ and 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 and quaked, boy, she clutched all over herself
her sister made a joke about her mental health
until-uh, dinah-moe finally did give in
but i told her all she really needed was some discipline

[spoken bridge 3]
i said kiss my aura, dora
that’s right, i knew your name was dora
dora schwartz, ladies and gentlemen
stand up and take a bow
dora now listen, check this out dora
the reason i asked you to kiss my aura
why do you think that was?
wait! do you have the answer?
that’s right, dora!
i hope you got that on tape
for those of you who didn’t hear it
she says it’s because i’ve no commercial potential
dora, that is the best reason to kiss anybody’s aura
whatever that was
do you all want some more-a
right here on the flora?
and how about you, fauna? do you wanna?
all right then!
[verse 4]
i couldn’t say where she’s coming’ from
but i just met a lady named dinah-moe humm
come here, roy! managua!
she strolled on over, said, “look here, bum
i got a forty-dollar bill says you can’t make me cum”
come on! we got down to it

[verse 5]
i whipped off her bloomers ‘n stiffened my thumb
and applied rotation on her sugar plum
i poked ‘n stroked till my wrist got numb
still didn’t hear no dinah-moe humm
ha-ha-ha!
dinah-moe humm
dinah-moe, dinah-moe, carry me!
dinah-moe, carry me!
dinah-moe, carry me!
dinah-moe, carry me!
dinah-moe

[spoken]
ladies and gentlemen, roy estrada. (ahh-ahhh, i can noo) alright, you wanna sing? you wanna sing the next one with me? you wanna sing “camarillo” with me? alright, we gotta- we gotta dedicate the next song to roy because he’s got it! here

- frank zappa

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