[{"id":37376122,"name":"Dinah Moe Humm","trackName":"Dinah Moe Humm","artistName":"The Mothers of Invention","albumName":"The Old Masters, Box Three","duration":363.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I couldn't say where she's coming' from,\nBut I just met a lady named Dinah-Moe Humm\n\nShe stroll on over, say look here, bum,\nI got a forty dollar bill say you can't make me cum\n(Y'jes can't do it)\n\nShe made a bet with her sister who's a little bit dumb\nShe could prove it any time all men was scum\n\nI don't mind that she called me a bum,\nBut I knew right away she was really gonna cum\n(So I got down to it)\n\nI whipped off her bloomers 'n stiffened my thumb\nAn' applied rotation on her sugar plum\n\nI poked 'n stroked till my wrist got numb\nBut I still didn't hear no Dinah-Moe Humm,\nDinah-Moe Humm\n\nDinah-Moe Humm\nDinah-Moe Humm\nWhere's this Dinah-Moe\nComin' from\nI done spent three hours\nAn' I ain't got a crumb\nFrom the Dinah-Moe, Dinah-Moe, Dinah-Moe\nFrom the Dinah-Moe Humm\n\nGot a spot that gets me hot, ow!\nAn' you ain't been to it\n(No no no no!)\nGot a spot that gets me hot, ow!\nAn' you ain't been to it\n(No no no!)\nGot a spot that gets me hot\nBut you ain't been to it\n(No no no no no!)\nGot a spot that gets me hot\nBut you ain't been to it\n'Cause I can't get into it\nUnless I get out of it\nAn' I gotta get out of it\nBefore I get into it\n'Cause I never get into it\nUnless I get out of it\nAn' I gotta be out of it\nTo get myself into it\n\n(She looked over at me with a glazed eye\nAnd some bovine perspiration on her upper lip area\nAnd she said . . .)\n\nJust get me wasted\nAn' you're half-way there\n'Cause if my mind's tore up,\nThen my body don't care\n\nI rubbed my chinny-chin-chin\nAn' said my-my-my\nWhat sort of thing\nMight this lady get high upon?\n\nI checked out her sister\nWho was holdin' the bet\nAn' wondered what kind of trip\nThe young lady was on\n\nThe forty dollar bill didn't matter no more\nWhen her sister got nekkid an' laid on the floor\nShe said Dinah-Moe might win the bet\nBut she could use a little [?] if I wasn't done yet\n\nI told her . . .\nJust because the sun\nWant a place in the sky\nNo reason to assume\nI wouldn't give her a try\n\nSo I pulled on her hair\nGot her legs in the air\nAn' asked if she had any cooties on there\n\n(Whaddya mean cooties! No cooties on me!)\n\nShe was buns-up kneelin'\nBUNS UP!\nI was wheelin' an dealin'\nWHEELIN' AN' DEALIN' AN' OOOOH!\nShe surrender to the feelin'\nSHE SWEETLY SURRENDERED\nAn' she started in to squealin'\n\nDinah-Moe watched from the edge of the bed\nWith her lips just a-twitchin' an' her face gone red\nSome drool rollin' down\nFrom the edge of her chin\nWhile she spied the condition\nHer sister was in\nShe quivered 'n quaked\nAn' clutched at herself\nWhile her sister made a joke\nAbout her mental health\n'Till Dinah-Moe finally\nDid give in\nBut I told her\nAll she really needed\nWas some discipline . . .\n\nKiss my aura . . . Dora . . .\nM-M-M . . . it's real angora\nWould y'all like some more-a?\nRight here on the flora?\nAn' how 'bout you, Fauna?\nY'wanna?\n\nMMM . . . sound like you're chokin' on somethin'\n\nDid you say you want some more?\nWell, here's some more . . .\n\n(Oh, baby . . .)\n\nOh, sure . . . look,\nD'you think I could interest you\nIn a pair of zircon-encrusted tweezers?\n\nMMM . . . tweezers!\nWait a minute, lemme sterilize 'em . . .\nGimme your lighter . . .\n\nI couldn't say where she's coming' from\nBut I just met a lady named Dinah-Moe Humm\n\nShe stroll on over, say look here, bum,\nI got a forty dollar bill say you can't make me cum\n(Y'jes can't do it)\n\nI whipped off her bloomers 'n stiffened my thumb\nAn' applied rotation on her sugar plum\n\nI poked 'n stroked till my wrist got numb\nAn' you know I heard some Dinah-Moe Humm\nSome Dinah-Moe Humm\nDinah-Moe Humm\nDinah-Moe Humm\nDinah-Moe\nDinah-Moe\nSome Dinah-Moe\nAn' a little Dinah-Moe\nAn' some Dinah-Moe\nAn' some Dinah-Moe\nAn' some Dinah-Moe\nAn' a little Dinah-Moe\nAn' some Dinah-Moe\nAn' some Dinah-Moe\nAn' some Dinah-Moe\nAn' a Dinah-Moe again\nAn' Dinah-Moe\nAn' Dora too, lil' Dinah 'n Dora\nAn' Dinah-Moe\nKiss my aura, Dinah","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Dinah Moe Humm\n  artist: The Mothers of Invention\n  album: The Old Masters, Box Three\n  duration_ms: 362923\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  I couldn't say where she's coming' from,\n  But I just met a lady named Dinah-Moe Humm\n\n  She stroll on over, say look here, bum,\n  I got a forty dollar bill say you can't make me cum\n  (Y'jes can't do it)\n\n  She made a bet with her sister who's a little bit dumb\n  She could prove it any time all men was scum\n\n  I don't mind that she called me a bum,\n  But I knew right away she was really gonna cum\n  (So I got down to it)\n\n  I whipped off her bloomers 'n stiffened my thumb\n  An' applied rotation on her sugar plum\n\n  I poked 'n stroked till my wrist got numb\n  But I still didn't hear no Dinah-Moe Humm,\n  Dinah-Moe Humm\n\n  Dinah-Moe Humm\n  Dinah-Moe Humm\n  Where's this Dinah-Moe\n  Comin' from\n  I done spent three hours\n  An' I ain't got a crumb\n  From the Dinah-Moe, Dinah-Moe, Dinah-Moe\n  From the Dinah-Moe Humm\n\n  Got a spot that gets me hot, ow!\n  An' you ain't been to it\n  (No no no no!)\n  Got a spot that gets me hot, ow!\n  An' you ain't been to it\n  (No no no!)\n  Got a spot that gets me hot\n  But you ain't been to it\n  (No no no no no!)\n  Got a spot that gets me hot\n  But you ain't been to it\n  'Cause I can't get into it\n  Unless I get out of it\n  An' I gotta get out of it\n  Before I get into it\n  'Cause I never get into it\n  Unless I get out of it\n  An' I gotta be out of it\n  To get myself into it\n\n  (She looked over at me with a glazed eye\n  And some bovine perspiration on her upper lip area\n  And she said . . .)\n\n  Just get me wasted\n  An' you're half-way there\n  'Cause if my mind's tore up,\n  Then my body don't care\n\n  I rubbed my chinny-chin-chin\n  An' said my-my-my\n  What sort of thing\n  Might this lady get high upon?\n\n  I checked out her sister\n  Who was holdin' the bet\n  An' wondered what kind of trip\n  The young lady was on\n\n  The forty dollar bill didn't matter no more\n  When her sister got nekkid an' laid on the floor\n  She said Dinah-Moe might win the bet\n  But she could use a little [?] if I wasn't done yet\n\n  I told her . . .\n  Just because the sun\n  Want a place in the sky\n  No reason to assume\n  I wouldn't give her a try\n\n  So I pulled on her hair\n  Got her legs in the air\n  An' asked if she had any cooties on there\n\n  (Whaddya mean cooties! No cooties on me!)\n\n  She was buns-up kneelin'\n  BUNS UP!\n  I was wheelin' an dealin'\n  WHEELIN' AN' DEALIN' AN' OOOOH!\n  She surrender to the feelin'\n  SHE SWEETLY SURRENDERED\n  An' she started in to squealin'\n\n  Dinah-Moe watched from the edge of the bed\n  With her lips just a-twitchin' an' her face gone red\n  Some drool rollin' down\n  From the edge of her chin\n  While she spied the condition\n  Her sister was in\n  She quivered 'n quaked\n  An' clutched at herself\n  While her sister made a joke\n  About her mental health\n  'Till Dinah-Moe finally\n  Did give in\n  But I told her\n  All she really needed\n  Was some discipline . . .\n\n  Kiss my aura . . . Dora . . .\n  M-M-M . . . it's real angora\n  Would y'all like some more-a?\n  Right here on the flora?\n  An' how 'bout you, Fauna?\n  Y'wanna?\n\n  MMM . . . sound like you're chokin' on somethin'\n\n  Did you say you want some more?\n  Well, here's some more . . .\n\n  (Oh, baby . . .)\n\n  Oh, sure . . . look,\n  D'you think I could interest you\n  In a pair of zircon-encrusted tweezers?\n\n  MMM . . . tweezers!\n  Wait a minute, lemme sterilize 'em . . .\n  Gimme your lighter . . .\n\n  I couldn't say where she's coming' from\n  But I just met a lady named Dinah-Moe Humm\n\n  She stroll on over, say look here, bum,\n  I got a forty dollar bill say you can't make me cum\n  (Y'jes can't do it)\n\n  I whipped off her bloomers 'n stiffened my thumb\n  An' applied rotation on her sugar plum\n\n  I poked 'n stroked till my wrist got numb\n  An' you know I heard some Dinah-Moe Humm\n  Some Dinah-Moe Humm\n  Dinah-Moe Humm\n  Dinah-Moe Humm\n  Dinah-Moe\n  Dinah-Moe\n  Some Dinah-Moe\n  An' a little Dinah-Moe\n  An' some Dinah-Moe\n  An' some Dinah-Moe\n  An' some Dinah-Moe\n  An' a little Dinah-Moe\n  An' some Dinah-Moe\n  An' some Dinah-Moe\n  An' some Dinah-Moe\n  An' a Dinah-Moe again\n  An' Dinah-Moe\n  An' Dora too, lil' Dinah 'n Dora\n  An' Dinah-Moe\n  Kiss my aura, Dinah\n"},{"id":720548,"name":"Dinah-Moe Humm","trackName":"Dinah-Moe Humm","artistName":"The Mothers Of Invention","albumName":"Over-Nite Sensation","duration":365.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I couldn't say where she's coming' from,\nBut I just met a lady named Dinah-Moe Humm\n\nShe stroll on over, say look here, bum,\nI got a forty dollar bill say you can't make me cum\n(Y'jes can't do it)\n\nShe made a bet with her sister who's a little bit dumb\nShe could prove it any time all men was scum\n\nI don't mind that she called me a bum,\nBut I knew right away she was really gonna cum\n(So I got down to it)\n\nI whipped off her bloomers 'n stiffened my thumb\nAn' applied rotation on her sugar plum\n\nI poked 'n stroked till my wrist got numb\nBut I still didn't hear no Dinah-Moe Humm,\nDinah-Moe Humm\n\nDinah-Moe Humm\nDinah-Moe Humm\nWhere's this Dinah-Moe\nComin' from\nI done spent three hours\nAn' I ain't got a crumb\nFrom the Dinah-Moe, Dinah-Moe, Dinah-Moe\nFrom the Dinah-Moe Humm\n\nGot a spot that gets me hot, ow!\nAn' you ain't been to it\n(No no no no!)\nGot a spot that gets me hot, ow!\nAn' you ain't been to it\n(No no no!)\nGot a spot that gets me hot\nBut you ain't been to it\n(No no no no no!)\nGot a spot that gets me hot\nBut you ain't been to it\n'Cause I can't get into it\nUnless I get out of it\nAn' I gotta get out of it\nBefore I get into it\n'Cause I never get into it\nUnless I get out of it\nAn' I gotta be out of it\nTo get myself into it\n\n(She looked over at me with a glazed eye\nAnd some bovine perspiration on her upper lip area\nAnd she said . . .)\n\nJust get me wasted\nAn' you're half-way there\n'Cause if my mind's tore up,\nThen my body don't care\n\nI rubbed my chinny-chin-chin\nAn' said my-my-my\nWhat sort of thing\nMight this lady get high upon?\n\nI checked out her sister\nWho was holdin' the bet\nAn' wondered what kind of trip\nThe young lady was on\n\nThe forty dollar bill didn't matter no more\nWhen her sister got nekkid an' laid on the floor\nShe said Dinah-Moe might win the bet\nBut she could use a little [?] if I wasn't done yet\n\nI told her . . .\nJust because the sun\nWant a place in the sky\nNo reason to assume\nI wouldn't give her a try\n\nSo I pulled on her hair\nGot her legs in the air\nAn' asked if she had any cooties on there\n\n(Whaddya mean cooties! No cooties on me!)\n\nShe was buns-up kneelin'\nBUNS UP!\nI was wheelin' an dealin'\nWHEELIN' AN' DEALIN' AN' OOOOH!\nShe surrender to the feelin'\nSHE SWEETLY SURRENDERED\nAn' she started in to squealin'\n\nDinah-Moe watched from the edge of the bed\nWith her lips just a-twitchin' an' her face gone red\nSome drool rollin' down\nFrom the edge of her chin\nWhile she spied the condition\nHer sister was in\nShe quivered 'n quaked\nAn' clutched at herself\nWhile her sister made a joke\nAbout her mental health\n'Till Dinah-Moe finally\nDid give in\nBut I told her\nAll she really needed\nWas some discipline . . .\n\nKiss my aura . . . Dora . . .\nM-M-M . . . it's real angora\nWould y'all like some more-a?\nRight here on the flora?\nAn' how 'bout you, Fauna?\nY'wanna?\n\nMMM . . . sound like you're chokin' on somethin'\n\nDid you say you want some more?\nWell, here's some more . . .\n\n(Oh, baby . . .)\n\nOh, sure . . . look,\nD'you think I could interest you\nIn a pair of zircon-encrusted tweezers?\n\nMMM . . . tweezers!\nWait a minute, lemme sterilize 'em . . .\nGimme your lighter . . .\n\nI couldn't say where she's coming' from\nBut I just met a lady named Dinah-Moe Humm\n\nShe stroll on over, say look here, bum,\nI got a forty dollar bill say you can't make me cum\n(Y'jes can't do it)\n\nI whipped off her bloomers 'n stiffened my thumb\nAn' applied rotation on her sugar plum\n\nI poked 'n stroked till my wrist got numb\nAn' you know I heard some Dinah-Moe Humm\nSome Dinah-Moe Humm\nDinah-Moe Humm\nDinah-Moe Humm\nDinah-Moe\nDinah-Moe\nSome Dinah-Moe\nAn' a little Dinah-Moe\nAn' some Dinah-Moe\nAn' some Dinah-Moe\nAn' some Dinah-Moe\nAn' a little Dinah-Moe\nAn' some Dinah-Moe\nAn' some Dinah-Moe\nAn' some Dinah-Moe\nAn' a Dinah-Moe again\nAn' Dinah-Moe\nAn' Dora too, lil' Dinah 'n Dora\nAn' Dinah-Moe\nKiss my aura, Dinah","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Dinah-Moe Humm\n  artist: The Mothers Of Invention\n  album: Over-Nite Sensation\n  duration_ms: 365000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  I couldn't say where she's coming' from,\n  But I just met a lady named Dinah-Moe Humm\n\n  She stroll on over, say look here, bum,\n  I got a forty dollar bill say you can't make me cum\n  (Y'jes can't do it)\n\n  She made a bet with her sister who's a little bit dumb\n  She could prove it any time all men was scum\n\n  I don't mind that she called me a bum,\n  But I knew right away she was really gonna cum\n  (So I got down to it)\n\n  I whipped off her bloomers 'n stiffened my thumb\n  An' applied rotation on her sugar plum\n\n  I poked 'n stroked till my wrist got numb\n  But I still didn't hear no Dinah-Moe Humm,\n  Dinah-Moe Humm\n\n  Dinah-Moe Humm\n  Dinah-Moe Humm\n  Where's this Dinah-Moe\n  Comin' from\n  I done spent three hours\n  An' I ain't got a crumb\n  From the Dinah-Moe, Dinah-Moe, Dinah-Moe\n  From the Dinah-Moe Humm\n\n  Got a spot that gets me hot, ow!\n  An' you ain't been to it\n  (No no no no!)\n  Got a spot that gets me hot, ow!\n  An' you ain't been to it\n  (No no no!)\n  Got a spot that gets me hot\n  But you ain't been to it\n  (No no no no no!)\n  Got a spot that gets me hot\n  But you ain't been to it\n  'Cause I can't get into it\n  Unless I get out of it\n  An' I gotta get out of it\n  Before I get into it\n  'Cause I never get into it\n  Unless I get out of it\n  An' I gotta be out of it\n  To get myself into it\n\n  (She looked over at me with a glazed eye\n  And some bovine perspiration on her upper lip area\n  And she said . . .)\n\n  Just get me wasted\n  An' you're half-way there\n  'Cause if my mind's tore up,\n  Then my body don't care\n\n  I rubbed my chinny-chin-chin\n  An' said my-my-my\n  What sort of thing\n  Might this lady get high upon?\n\n  I checked out her sister\n  Who was holdin' the bet\n  An' wondered what kind of trip\n  The young lady was on\n\n  The forty dollar bill didn't matter no more\n  When her sister got nekkid an' laid on the floor\n  She said Dinah-Moe might win the bet\n  But she could use a little [?] if I wasn't done yet\n\n  I told her . . .\n  Just because the sun\n  Want a place in the sky\n  No reason to assume\n  I wouldn't give her a try\n\n  So I pulled on her hair\n  Got her legs in the air\n  An' asked if she had any cooties on there\n\n  (Whaddya mean cooties! No cooties on me!)\n\n  She was buns-up kneelin'\n  BUNS UP!\n  I was wheelin' an dealin'\n  WHEELIN' AN' DEALIN' AN' OOOOH!\n  She surrender to the feelin'\n  SHE SWEETLY SURRENDERED\n  An' she started in to squealin'\n\n  Dinah-Moe watched from the edge of the bed\n  With her lips just a-twitchin' an' her face gone red\n  Some drool rollin' down\n  From the edge of her chin\n  While she spied the condition\n  Her sister was in\n  She quivered 'n quaked\n  An' clutched at herself\n  While her sister made a joke\n  About her mental health\n  'Till Dinah-Moe finally\n  Did give in\n  But I told her\n  All she really needed\n  Was some discipline . . .\n\n  Kiss my aura . . . Dora . . .\n  M-M-M . . . it's real angora\n  Would y'all like some more-a?\n  Right here on the flora?\n  An' how 'bout you, Fauna?\n  Y'wanna?\n\n  MMM . . . sound like you're chokin' on somethin'\n\n  Did you say you want some more?\n  Well, here's some more . . .\n\n  (Oh, baby . . .)\n\n  Oh, sure . . . look,\n  D'you think I could interest you\n  In a pair of zircon-encrusted tweezers?\n\n  MMM . . . tweezers!\n  Wait a minute, lemme sterilize 'em . . .\n  Gimme your lighter . . .\n\n  I couldn't say where she's coming' from\n  But I just met a lady named Dinah-Moe Humm\n\n  She stroll on over, say look here, bum,\n  I got a forty dollar bill say you can't make me cum\n  (Y'jes can't do it)\n\n  I whipped off her bloomers 'n stiffened my thumb\n  An' applied rotation on her sugar plum\n\n  I poked 'n stroked till my wrist got numb\n  An' you know I heard some Dinah-Moe Humm\n  Some Dinah-Moe Humm\n  Dinah-Moe Humm\n  Dinah-Moe Humm\n  Dinah-Moe\n  Dinah-Moe\n  Some Dinah-Moe\n  An' a little Dinah-Moe\n  An' some Dinah-Moe\n  An' some Dinah-Moe\n  An' some Dinah-Moe\n  An' a little Dinah-Moe\n  An' some Dinah-Moe\n  An' some Dinah-Moe\n  An' some Dinah-Moe\n  An' a Dinah-Moe again\n  An' Dinah-Moe\n  An' Dora too, lil' Dinah 'n Dora\n  An' Dinah-Moe\n  Kiss my aura, Dinah\n"},{"id":30693841,"name":"Dinah-Moe Humm","trackName":"Dinah-Moe Humm","artistName":"The Mothers of Invention","albumName":"Over-Nite Sensation","duration":362.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I couldn't say where she's coming' from,\nBut I just met a lady named Dinah-Moe Humm\n\nShe stroll on over, say look here, bum,\nI got a forty dollar bill say you can't make me cum\n(Y'jes can't do it)\n\nShe made a bet with her sister who's a little bit dumb\nShe could prove it any time all men was scum\n\nI don't mind that she called me a bum,\nBut I knew right away she was really gonna cum\n(So I got down to it)\n\nI whipped off her bloomers 'n stiffened my thumb\nAn' applied rotation on her sugar plum\n\nI poked 'n stroked till my wrist got numb\nBut I still didn't hear no Dinah-Moe Humm,\nDinah-Moe Humm\n\nDinah-Moe Humm\nDinah-Moe Humm\nWhere's this Dinah-Moe\nComin' from\nI done spent three hours\nAn' I ain't got a crumb\nFrom the Dinah-Moe, Dinah-Moe, Dinah-Moe\nFrom the Dinah-Moe Humm\n\nGot a spot that gets me hot, ow!\nAn' you ain't been to it\n(No no no no!)\nGot a spot that gets me hot, ow!\nAn' you ain't been to it\n(No no no!)\nGot a spot that gets me hot\nBut you ain't been to it\n(No no no no no!)\nGot a spot that gets me hot\nBut you ain't been to it\n'Cause I can't get into it\nUnless I get out of it\nAn' I gotta get out of it\nBefore I get into it\n'Cause I never get into it\nUnless I get out of it\nAn' I gotta be out of it\nTo get myself into it\n\n(She looked over at me with a glazed eye\nAnd some bovine perspiration on her upper lip area\nAnd she said . . .)\n\nJust get me wasted\nAn' you're half-way there\n'Cause if my mind's tore up,\nThen my body don't care\n\nI rubbed my chinny-chin-chin\nAn' said my-my-my\nWhat sort of thing\nMight this lady get high upon?\n\nI checked out her sister\nWho was holdin' the bet\nAn' wondered what kind of trip\nThe young lady was on\n\nThe forty dollar bill didn't matter no more\nWhen her sister got nekkid an' laid on the floor\nShe said Dinah-Moe might win the bet\nBut she could use a little [?] if I wasn't done yet\n\nI told her . . .\nJust because the sun\nWant a place in the sky\nNo reason to assume\nI wouldn't give her a try\n\nSo I pulled on her hair\nGot her legs in the air\nAn' asked if she had any cooties on there\n\n(Whaddya mean cooties! No cooties on me!)\n\nShe was buns-up kneelin'\nBUNS UP!\nI was wheelin' an dealin'\nWHEELIN' AN' DEALIN' AN' OOOOH!\nShe surrender to the feelin'\nSHE SWEETLY SURRENDERED\nAn' she started in to squealin'\n\nDinah-Moe watched from the edge of the bed\nWith her lips just a-twitchin' an' her face gone red\nSome drool rollin' down\nFrom the edge of her chin\nWhile she spied the condition\nHer sister was in\nShe quivered 'n quaked\nAn' clutched at herself\nWhile her sister made a joke\nAbout her mental health\n'Till Dinah-Moe finally\nDid give in\nBut I told her\nAll she really needed\nWas some discipline . . .\n\nKiss my aura . . . Dora . . .\nM-M-M . . . it's real angora\nWould y'all like some more-a?\nRight here on the flora?\nAn' how 'bout you, Fauna?\nY'wanna?\n\nMMM . . . sound like you're chokin' on somethin'\n\nDid you say you want some more?\nWell, here's some more . . .\n\n(Oh, baby . . .)\n\nOh, sure . . . look,\nD'you think I could interest you\nIn a pair of zircon-encrusted tweezers?\n\nMMM . . . tweezers!\nWait a minute, lemme sterilize 'em . . .\nGimme your lighter . . .\n\nI couldn't say where she's coming' from\nBut I just met a lady named Dinah-Moe Humm\n\nShe stroll on over, say look here, bum,\nI got a forty dollar bill say you can't make me cum\n(Y'jes can't do it)\n\nI whipped off her bloomers 'n stiffened my thumb\nAn' applied rotation on her sugar plum\n\nI poked 'n stroked till my wrist got numb\nAn' you know I heard some Dinah-Moe Humm\nSome Dinah-Moe Humm\nDinah-Moe Humm\nDinah-Moe Humm\nDinah-Moe\nDinah-Moe\nSome Dinah-Moe\nAn' a little Dinah-Moe\nAn' some Dinah-Moe\nAn' some Dinah-Moe\nAn' some Dinah-Moe\nAn' a little Dinah-Moe\nAn' some Dinah-Moe\nAn' some Dinah-Moe\nAn' some Dinah-Moe\nAn' a Dinah-Moe again\nAn' Dinah-Moe\nAn' Dora too, lil' Dinah 'n Dora\nAn' Dinah-Moe\nKiss my aura, Dinah","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Dinah-Moe Humm\n  artist: The Mothers of Invention\n  album: Over-Nite Sensation\n  duration_ms: 362000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  I couldn't say where she's coming' from,\n  But I just met a lady named Dinah-Moe Humm\n\n  She stroll on over, say look here, bum,\n  I got a forty dollar bill say you can't make me cum\n  (Y'jes can't do it)\n\n  She made a bet with her sister who's a little bit dumb\n  She could prove it any time all men was scum\n\n  I don't mind that she called me a bum,\n  But I knew right away she was really gonna cum\n  (So I got down to it)\n\n  I whipped off her bloomers 'n stiffened my thumb\n  An' applied rotation on her sugar plum\n\n  I poked 'n stroked till my wrist got numb\n  But I still didn't hear no Dinah-Moe Humm,\n  Dinah-Moe Humm\n\n  Dinah-Moe Humm\n  Dinah-Moe Humm\n  Where's this Dinah-Moe\n  Comin' from\n  I done spent three hours\n  An' I ain't got a crumb\n  From the Dinah-Moe, Dinah-Moe, Dinah-Moe\n  From the Dinah-Moe Humm\n\n  Got a spot that gets me hot, ow!\n  An' you ain't been to it\n  (No no no no!)\n  Got a spot that gets me hot, ow!\n  An' you ain't been to it\n  (No no no!)\n  Got a spot that gets me hot\n  But you ain't been to it\n  (No no no no no!)\n  Got a spot that gets me hot\n  But you ain't been to it\n  'Cause I can't get into it\n  Unless I get out of it\n  An' I gotta get out of it\n  Before I get into it\n  'Cause I never get into it\n  Unless I get out of it\n  An' I gotta be out of it\n  To get myself into it\n\n  (She looked over at me with a glazed eye\n  And some bovine perspiration on her upper lip area\n  And she said . . .)\n\n  Just get me wasted\n  An' you're half-way there\n  'Cause if my mind's tore up,\n  Then my body don't care\n\n  I rubbed my chinny-chin-chin\n  An' said my-my-my\n  What sort of thing\n  Might this lady get high upon?\n\n  I checked out her sister\n  Who was holdin' the bet\n  An' wondered what kind of trip\n  The young lady was on\n\n  The forty dollar bill didn't matter no more\n  When her sister got nekkid an' laid on the floor\n  She said Dinah-Moe might win the bet\n  But she could use a little [?] if I wasn't done yet\n\n  I told her . . .\n  Just because the sun\n  Want a place in the sky\n  No reason to assume\n  I wouldn't give her a try\n\n  So I pulled on her hair\n  Got her legs in the air\n  An' asked if she had any cooties on there\n\n  (Whaddya mean cooties! No cooties on me!)\n\n  She was buns-up kneelin'\n  BUNS UP!\n  I was wheelin' an dealin'\n  WHEELIN' AN' DEALIN' AN' OOOOH!\n  She surrender to the feelin'\n  SHE SWEETLY SURRENDERED\n  An' she started in to squealin'\n\n  Dinah-Moe watched from the edge of the bed\n  With her lips just a-twitchin' an' her face gone red\n  Some drool rollin' down\n  From the edge of her chin\n  While she spied the condition\n  Her sister was in\n  She quivered 'n quaked\n  An' clutched at herself\n  While her sister made a joke\n  About her mental health\n  'Till Dinah-Moe finally\n  Did give in\n  But I told her\n  All she really needed\n  Was some discipline . . .\n\n  Kiss my aura . . . Dora . . .\n  M-M-M . . . it's real angora\n  Would y'all like some more-a?\n  Right here on the flora?\n  An' how 'bout you, Fauna?\n  Y'wanna?\n\n  MMM . . . sound like you're chokin' on somethin'\n\n  Did you say you want some more?\n  Well, here's some more . . .\n\n  (Oh, baby . . .)\n\n  Oh, sure . . . look,\n  D'you think I could interest you\n  In a pair of zircon-encrusted tweezers?\n\n  MMM . . . tweezers!\n  Wait a minute, lemme sterilize 'em . . .\n  Gimme your lighter . . .\n\n  I couldn't say where she's coming' from\n  But I just met a lady named Dinah-Moe Humm\n\n  She stroll on over, say look here, bum,\n  I got a forty dollar bill say you can't make me cum\n  (Y'jes can't do it)\n\n  I whipped off her bloomers 'n stiffened my thumb\n  An' applied rotation on her sugar plum\n\n  I poked 'n stroked till my wrist got numb\n  An' you know I heard some Dinah-Moe Humm\n  Some Dinah-Moe Humm\n  Dinah-Moe Humm\n  Dinah-Moe Humm\n  Dinah-Moe\n  Dinah-Moe\n  Some Dinah-Moe\n  An' a little Dinah-Moe\n  An' some Dinah-Moe\n  An' some Dinah-Moe\n  An' some Dinah-Moe\n  An' a little Dinah-Moe\n  An' some Dinah-Moe\n  An' some Dinah-Moe\n  An' some Dinah-Moe\n  An' a Dinah-Moe again\n  An' Dinah-Moe\n  An' Dora too, lil' Dinah 'n Dora\n  An' Dinah-Moe\n  Kiss my aura, Dinah\n"},{"id":19729929,"name":"Dinah-Moe Humm","trackName":"Dinah-Moe Humm","artistName":"Frank Zappa & The Mothers Of Invention","albumName":"Over-Nite Sensation","duration":361.385938,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I couldn't say where she's coming' from,\nBut I just met a lady named Dinah-Moe Humm\n\nShe stroll on over, say look here, bum,\nI got a forty dollar bill say you can't make me cum\n(Y'jes can't do it)\n\nShe made a bet with her sister who's a little bit dumb\nShe could prove it any time all men was scum\n\nI don't mind that she called me a bum,\nBut I knew right away she was really gonna cum\n(So I got down to it)\n\nI whipped off her bloomers 'n stiffened my thumb\nAn' applied rotation on her sugar plum\n\nI poked 'n stroked till my wrist got numb\nBut I still didn't hear no Dinah-Moe Humm,\nDinah-Moe Humm\n\nDinah-Moe Humm\nDinah-Moe Humm\nWhere's this Dinah-Moe\nComin' from\nI done spent three hours\nAn' I ain't got a crumb\nFrom the Dinah-Moe, Dinah-Moe, Dinah-Moe\nFrom the Dinah-Moe Humm\n\nGot a spot that gets me hot, ow!\nAn' you ain't been to it\n(No no no no!)\nGot a spot that gets me hot, ow!\nAn' you ain't been to it\n(No no no!)\nGot a spot that gets me hot\nBut you ain't been to it\n(No no no no no!)\nGot a spot that gets me hot\nBut you ain't been to it\n'Cause I can't get into it\nUnless I get out of it\nAn' I gotta get out of it\nBefore I get into it\n'Cause I never get into it\nUnless I get out of it\nAn' I gotta be out of it\nTo get myself into it\n\n(She looked over at me with a glazed eye\nAnd some bovine perspiration on her upper lip area\nAnd she said . . .)\n\nJust get me wasted\nAn' you're half-way there\n'Cause if my mind's tore up,\nThen my body don't care\n\nI rubbed my chinny-chin-chin\nAn' said my-my-my\nWhat sort of thing\nMight this lady get high upon?\n\nI checked out her sister\nWho was holdin' the bet\nAn' wondered what kind of trip\nThe young lady was on\n\nThe forty dollar bill didn't matter no more\nWhen her sister got nekkid an' laid on the floor\nShe said Dinah-Moe might win the bet\nBut she could use a little [?] if I wasn't done yet\n\nI told her . . .\nJust because the sun\nWant a place in the sky\nNo reason to assume\nI wouldn't give her a try\n\nSo I pulled on her hair\nGot her legs in the air\nAn' asked if she had any cooties on there\n\n(Whaddya mean cooties! No cooties on me!)\n\nShe was buns-up kneelin'\nBUNS UP!\nI was wheelin' an dealin'\nWHEELIN' AN' DEALIN' AN' OOOOH!\nShe surrender to the feelin'\nSHE SWEETLY SURRENDERED\nAn' she started in to squealin'\n\nDinah-Moe watched from the edge of the bed\nWith her lips just a-twitchin' an' her face gone red\nSome drool rollin' down\nFrom the edge of her chin\nWhile she spied the condition\nHer sister was in\nShe quivered 'n quaked\nAn' clutched at herself\nWhile her sister made a joke\nAbout her mental health\n'Till Dinah-Moe finally\nDid give in\nBut I told her\nAll she really needed\nWas some discipline . . .\n\nKiss my aura . . . Dora . . .\nM-M-M . . . it's real angora\nWould y'all like some more-a?\nRight here on the flora?\nAn' how 'bout you, Fauna?\nY'wanna?\n\nMMM . . . sound like you're chokin' on somethin'\n\nDid you say you want some more?\nWell, here's some more . . .\n\n(Oh, baby . . .)\n\nOh, sure . . . look,\nD'you think I could interest you\nIn a pair of zircon-encrusted tweezers?\n\nMMM . . . tweezers!\nWait a minute, lemme sterilize 'em . . .\nGimme your lighter . . .\n\nI couldn't say where she's coming' from\nBut I just met a lady named Dinah-Moe Humm\n\nShe stroll on over, say look here, bum,\nI got a forty dollar bill say you can't make me cum\n(Y'jes can't do it)\n\nI whipped off her bloomers 'n stiffened my thumb\nAn' applied rotation on her sugar plum\n\nI poked 'n stroked till my wrist got numb\nAn' you know I heard some Dinah-Moe Humm\nSome Dinah-Moe Humm\nDinah-Moe Humm\nDinah-Moe Humm\nDinah-Moe\nDinah-Moe\nSome Dinah-Moe\nAn' a little Dinah-Moe\nAn' some Dinah-Moe\nAn' some Dinah-Moe\nAn' some Dinah-Moe\nAn' a little Dinah-Moe\nAn' some Dinah-Moe\nAn' some Dinah-Moe\nAn' some Dinah-Moe\nAn' a Dinah-Moe again\nAn' Dinah-Moe\nAn' Dora too, lil' Dinah 'n Dora\nAn' Dinah-Moe\nKiss my aura, Dinah","syncedLyrics":"[00:08.61] I couldn't say where she's coming' from,\n[00:10.14] But I just met a lady named Dinah-Moe Humm\n[00:16.52] She stroll on over, say look here, bum,\n[00:18.48] I got a forty dollar bill say you can't make me cum\n[00:22.31] (Y'jes can't do it)\n[00:24.75] She made a bet with her sister who's a little bit dumb\n[00:26.68] She could prove it any time all men was scum\n[00:33.13] I don't mind that she called me a bum,\n[00:34.90] But I knew right away she was really gonna cum\n[00:38.75] (So I got down to it)\n[00:41.36] I whipped off her bloomers 'n stiffened my thumb\n[00:43.11] An' applied rotation on her sugar plum\n[00:49.28] I poked 'n stroked till my wrist got numb\n[00:51.37] But I still didn't hear no Dinah-Moe Humm,\n[00:55.49] Dinah-Moe Humm\n[00:57.61] Dinah-Moe Humm\n[00:58.80] Dinah-Moe Humm\n[00:59.82] Where's this Dinah-Moe\n[01:01.09] Comin' from\n[01:01.76] I done spent three hours\n[01:02.52] An' I ain't got a crumb\n[01:03.43] From the Dinah-Moe, Dinah-Moe, Dinah-Moe\n[01:04.65] From the Dinah-Moe Humm\n[01:11.10] Got a spot that gets me hot, ow!\n[01:13.31] An' you ain't been to it\n[01:14.64] (No no no no!)\n[01:15.40] Got a spot that gets me hot, ow!\n[01:16.64] An' you ain't been to it\n[01:18.22] (No no no!)\n[01:19.47] Got a spot that gets me hot\n[01:21.11] But you ain't been to it\n[01:22.53] (No no no no no!)\n[01:23.22] Got a spot that gets me hot\n[01:24.43] But you ain't been to it\n[01:26.61] 'Cause I can't get into it\n[01:28.34] Unless I get out of it\n[01:30.68] An' I gotta get out of it\n[01:32.00] Before I get into it\n[01:34.58] 'Cause I never get into it\n[01:35.88] Unless I get out of it\n[01:38.45] An' I gotta be out of it\n[01:39.64] To get myself into it\n[01:43.09] (She looked over at me with a glazed eye\n[01:45.54] And some bovine perspiration on her upper lip area\n[01:49.21] And she said . . .)\n[01:50.49] Just get me wasted\n[01:51.95] An' you're half-way there\n[01:53.52] 'Cause if my mind's tore up,\n[01:55.32] Then my body don't care\n[01:57.44] I rubbed my chinny-chin-chin\n[01:59.18] An' said my-my-my\n[02:01.44] What sort of thing\n[02:03.28] Might this lady get high upon?\n[02:05.44] I checked out her sister\n[02:06.94] Who was holdin' the bet\n[02:08.99] An' wondered what kind of trip\n[02:10.69] The young lady was on\n[02:12.95] The forty dollar bill didn't matter no more\n[02:16.24] When her sister got nekkid an' laid on the floor\n[02:20.12] She said Dinah-Moe might win the bet\n[02:24.13] But she could use a little [?] if I wasn't done yet\n[02:27.97] I told her . . .\n[02:28.75] Just because the sun\n[02:29.85] Want a place in the sky\n[02:31.90] No reason to assume\n[02:33.56] I wouldn't give her a try\n[02:35.60] So I pulled on her hair\n[02:38.49] Got her legs in the air\n[02:40.46] An' asked if she had any cooties on there\n[02:43.98] (Whaddya mean cooties! No cooties on me!)\n[02:47.17] She was buns-up kneelin'\n[02:49.62] BUNS UP!\n[02:50.92] I was wheelin' an dealin'\n[02:53.77] WHEELIN' AN' DEALIN' AN' OOOOH!\n[02:55.66] She surrender to the feelin'\n[02:57.84] SHE SWEETLY SURRENDERED\n[02:58.86] An' she started in to squealin'\n[03:02.51] Dinah-Moe watched from the edge of the bed\n[03:06.06] With her lips just a-twitchin' an' her face gone red\n[03:09.98] Some drool rollin' down\n[03:11.46] From the edge of her chin\n[03:13.85] While she spied the condition\n[03:15.43] Her sister was in\n[03:17.64] She quivered 'n quaked\n[03:19.40] An' clutched at herself\n[03:21.38] While her sister made a joke\n[03:23.14] About her mental health\n[03:25.79] 'Till Dinah-Moe finally\n[03:27.53] Did give in\n[03:28.78] But I told her\n[03:29.51] All she really needed\n[03:30.66] Was some discipline . . .\n[03:35.15] Kiss my aura . . . Dora . . .\n[03:41.66] M-M-M . . . it's real angora\n[03:46.62] Would y'all like some more-a?\n[03:50.95] Right here on the flora?\n[03:53.03] An' how 'bout you, Fauna?\n[03:54.92] Y'wanna?\n[04:07.84] MMM . . . sound like you're chokin' on somethin'\n[04:10.70] Did you say you want some more?\n[04:14.80] Well, here's some more . . .\n[04:18.82] (Oh, baby . . .)\n[04:25.62] Oh, sure . . . look,\n[04:26.93] D'you think I could interest you\n[04:28.39] In a pair of zircon-encrusted tweezers?\n[04:33.88] MMM . . . tweezers!\n[04:43.88] Wait a minute, lemme sterilize 'em . . .\n[04:45.95] Gimme your lighter . . .\n[04:57.70] I couldn't say where she's coming' from\n[04:59.23] But I just met a lady named Dinah-Moe Humm\n[05:05.34] She stroll on over, say look here, bum,\n[05:07.16] I got a forty dollar bill say you can't make me cum\n[05:10.19] (Y'jes can't do it)\n[05:13.38] I whipped off her bloomers 'n stiffened my thumb\n[05:15.01] An' applied rotation on her sugar plum\n[05:21.40] I poked 'n stroked till my wrist got numb\n[05:23.06] An' you know I heard some Dinah-Moe Humm\n[05:26.84] Some Dinah-Moe Humm\n[05:28.89] Dinah-Moe Humm\n[05:30.59] Dinah-Moe Humm\n[05:32.53] Dinah-Moe\n[05:34.60] Dinah-Moe\n[05:36.46] Some Dinah-Moe\n[05:38.19] An' a little Dinah-Moe\n[05:39.97] An' some Dinah-Moe\n[05:41.89] An' some Dinah-Moe\n[05:43.74] An' some Dinah-Moe\n[05:45.70] An' a little Dinah-Moe\n[05:47.91] An' some Dinah-Moe\n[05:49.29] An' some Dinah-Moe\n[05:51.11] An' some Dinah-Moe\n[05:52.12] An' a Dinah-Moe again\n[05:52.40] An' Dinah-Moe\n[05:53.13] An' Dora too, lil' Dinah 'n Dora\n[05:57.75] An' Dinah-Moe\n[05:58.60] Kiss my aura, Dinah\n[05:59.52] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Dinah-Moe Humm\n  artist: Frank Zappa & The Mothers Of Invention\n  album: Over-Nite Sensation\n  duration_ms: 361386\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: I couldn't say where she's coming' from,\n  start_ms: 8610\n  end_ms: 10140\n- text: But I just met a lady 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Dora . . .\nM-M-M . . . it's real angora\nWould y'all like some more-a?\nRight here on the flora?\nAn' how 'bout you, Fauna?\nY'wanna?\n\nMMM . . . sound like you're chokin' on somethin'\n\nDid you say you want some more?\nWell, here's some more . . .\n\n(Oh, baby . . .)\n\nOh, sure . . . look,\nD'you think I could interest you\nIn a pair of zircon-encrusted tweezers?\n\nMMM . . . tweezers!\nWait a minute, lemme sterilize 'em . . .\nGimme your lighter . . .\n\nI couldn't say where she's coming' from\nBut I just met a lady named Dinah-Moe Humm\n\nShe stroll on over, say look here, bum,\nI got a forty dollar bill say you can't make me cum\n(Y'jes can't do it)\n\nI whipped off her bloomers 'n stiffened my thumb\nAn' applied rotation on her sugar plum\n\nI poked 'n stroked till my wrist got numb\nAn' you know I heard some Dinah-Moe Humm\nSome Dinah-Moe Humm\nDinah-Moe Humm\nDinah-Moe Humm\nDinah-Moe\nDinah-Moe\nSome Dinah-Moe\nAn' a little Dinah-Moe\nAn' some Dinah-Moe\nAn' some Dinah-Moe\nAn' some Dinah-Moe\nAn' a little Dinah-Moe\nAn' some Dinah-Moe\nAn' some Dinah-Moe\nAn' some Dinah-Moe\nAn' a Dinah-Moe again\nAn' Dinah-Moe\nAn' Dora too, lil' Dinah 'n Dora\nAn' Dinah-Moe\nKiss my aura, Dinah","syncedLyrics":"[00:08.61] I couldn't say where she's coming' from,\n[00:10.14] But I just met a lady named Dinah-Moe Humm\n[00:16.52] She stroll on over, say look here, bum,\n[00:18.48] I got a forty dollar bill say you can't make me cum\n[00:22.31] (Y'jes can't do it)\n[00:24.75] She made a bet with her sister who's a little bit dumb\n[00:26.68] She could prove it any time all men was scum\n[00:33.13] I don't mind that she called me a bum,\n[00:34.90] But I knew right away she was really gonna cum\n[00:38.75] (So I got down to it)\n[00:41.36] I whipped off her bloomers 'n stiffened my thumb\n[00:43.11] An' applied rotation on her sugar plum\n[00:49.28] I poked 'n stroked till my wrist got numb\n[00:51.37] But I still didn't hear no Dinah-Moe Humm,\n[00:55.49] Dinah-Moe Humm\n[00:57.61] Dinah-Moe Humm\n[00:58.80] Dinah-Moe Humm\n[00:59.82] Where's this Dinah-Moe\n[01:01.09] Comin' from\n[01:01.76] I done spent three hours\n[01:02.52] An' I ain't got a crumb\n[01:03.43] From the Dinah-Moe, Dinah-Moe, Dinah-Moe\n[01:04.65] From the Dinah-Moe Humm\n[01:11.10] Got a spot that gets me hot, ow!\n[01:13.31] An' you ain't been to it\n[01:14.64] (No no no no!)\n[01:15.40] Got a spot that gets me hot, ow!\n[01:16.64] An' you ain't been to it\n[01:18.22] (No no no!)\n[01:19.47] Got a spot that gets me hot\n[01:21.11] But you ain't been to it\n[01:22.53] (No no no no no!)\n[01:23.22] Got a spot that gets me hot\n[01:24.43] But you ain't been to it\n[01:26.61] 'Cause I can't get into it\n[01:28.34] Unless I get out of it\n[01:30.68] An' I gotta get out of it\n[01:32.00] Before I get into it\n[01:34.58] 'Cause I never get into it\n[01:35.88] Unless I get out of it\n[01:38.45] An' I gotta be out of it\n[01:39.64] To get myself into it\n[01:43.09] (She looked over at me with a glazed eye\n[01:45.54] And some bovine perspiration on her upper lip area\n[01:49.21] And she said . . .)\n[01:50.49] Just get me wasted\n[01:51.95] An' you're half-way there\n[01:53.52] 'Cause if my mind's tore up,\n[01:55.32] Then my body don't care\n[01:57.44] I rubbed my chinny-chin-chin\n[01:59.18] An' said my-my-my\n[02:01.44] What sort of thing\n[02:03.28] Might this lady get high upon?\n[02:05.44] I checked out her sister\n[02:06.94] Who was holdin' the bet\n[02:08.99] An' wondered what kind of trip\n[02:10.69] The young lady was on\n[02:12.95] The forty dollar bill didn't matter no more\n[02:16.24] When her sister got nekkid an' laid on the floor\n[02:20.12] She said Dinah-Moe might win the bet\n[02:24.13] But she could use a little [?] if I wasn't done yet\n[02:27.97] I told her . . .\n[02:28.75] Just because the sun\n[02:29.85] Want a place in the sky\n[02:31.90] No reason to assume\n[02:33.56] I wouldn't give her a try\n[02:35.60] So I pulled on her hair\n[02:38.49] Got her legs in the air\n[02:40.46] An' asked if she had any cooties on there\n[02:43.98] (Whaddya mean cooties! 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Dora . . .\n  start_ms: 215150\n  end_ms: 221660\n- text: M-M-M . . . it's real angora\n  start_ms: 221660\n  end_ms: 226620\n- text: Would y'all like some more-a?\n  start_ms: 226620\n  end_ms: 230950\n- text: Right here on the flora?\n  start_ms: 230950\n  end_ms: 233030\n- text: An' how 'bout you, Fauna?\n  start_ms: 233030\n  end_ms: 234920\n- text: Y'wanna?\n  start_ms: 234920\n  end_ms: 247840\n- text: MMM . . . sound like you're chokin' on somethin'\n  start_ms: 247840\n  end_ms: 250700\n- text: Did you say you want some more?\n  start_ms: 250700\n  end_ms: 254800\n- text: Well, here's some more . . .\n  start_ms: 254800\n  end_ms: 258820\n- text: (Oh, baby . . .)\n  start_ms: 258820\n  end_ms: 265620\n- text: Oh, sure . . . look,\n  start_ms: 265620\n  end_ms: 266930\n- text: D'you think I could interest you\n  start_ms: 266930\n  end_ms: 268390\n- text: In a pair of zircon-encrusted tweezers?\n  start_ms: 268390\n  end_ms: 273880\n- text: MMM . . . tweezers!\n  start_ms: 273880\n  end_ms: 283880\n- text: Wait a minute, lemme sterilize 'em . . .\n  start_ms: 283880\n  end_ms: 285950\n- text: Gimme your lighter . . .\n  start_ms: 285950\n  end_ms: 297700\n- text: I couldn't say where she's coming' from\n  start_ms: 297700\n  end_ms: 299230\n- text: But I just met a lady named Dinah-Moe Humm\n  start_ms: 299230\n  end_ms: 305340\n- text: She stroll on over, say look here, bum,\n  start_ms: 305340\n  end_ms: 307160\n- text: I got a forty dollar bill say you can't make me cum\n  start_ms: 307160\n  end_ms: 310190\n- text: (Y'jes can't do it)\n  start_ms: 310190\n  end_ms: 313380\n- text: I whipped off her bloomers 'n stiffened my thumb\n  start_ms: 313380\n  end_ms: 315010\n- text: An' applied rotation on her sugar plum\n  start_ms: 315010\n  end_ms: 321400\n- text: I poked 'n stroked till my wrist got numb\n  start_ms: 321400\n  end_ms: 323060\n- text: An' you know I heard some Dinah-Moe Humm\n  start_ms: 323060\n  end_ms: 326840\n- text: Some Dinah-Moe Humm\n  start_ms: 326840\n  end_ms: 328890\n- text: Dinah-Moe Humm\n  start_ms: 328890\n  end_ms: 330590\n- text: Dinah-Moe Humm\n  start_ms: 330590\n  end_ms: 332530\n- text: Dinah-Moe\n  start_ms: 332530\n  end_ms: 334600\n- text: Dinah-Moe\n  start_ms: 334600\n  end_ms: 336460\n- text: Some Dinah-Moe\n  start_ms: 336460\n  end_ms: 338190\n- text: An' a little Dinah-Moe\n  start_ms: 338190\n  end_ms: 339970\n- text: An' some Dinah-Moe\n  start_ms: 339970\n  end_ms: 341890\n- text: An' some Dinah-Moe\n  start_ms: 341890\n  end_ms: 343740\n- text: An' some Dinah-Moe\n  start_ms: 343740\n  end_ms: 345700\n- text: An' a little Dinah-Moe\n  start_ms: 345700\n  end_ms: 347910\n- text: An' some Dinah-Moe\n  start_ms: 347910\n  end_ms: 349290\n- text: An' some Dinah-Moe\n  start_ms: 349290\n  end_ms: 351110\n- text: An' some Dinah-Moe\n  start_ms: 351110\n  end_ms: 352120\n- text: An' a Dinah-Moe again\n  start_ms: 352120\n  end_ms: 352400\n- text: An' Dinah-Moe\n  start_ms: 352400\n  end_ms: 353130\n- text: An' Dora too, lil' Dinah 'n Dora\n  start_ms: 353130\n  end_ms: 357750\n- text: An' Dinah-Moe\n  start_ms: 357750\n  end_ms: 358600\n- text: Kiss my aura, Dinah\n  start_ms: 358600\n  end_ms: 359520\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 359520\nplain: |-\n  I couldn't say where she's coming' from,\n  But I just met a lady named Dinah-Moe Humm\n\n  She stroll on over, say look here, bum,\n  I got a forty dollar bill say you can't make me cum\n  (Y'jes can't do it)\n\n  She made a bet with her sister who's a little bit dumb\n  She could prove it any time all men was scum\n\n  I don't mind that she called me a bum,\n  But I knew right away she was really gonna cum\n  (So I got down to it)\n\n  I whipped off her bloomers 'n stiffened my thumb\n  An' applied rotation on her sugar plum\n\n  I poked 'n stroked till my wrist got numb\n  But I still didn't hear no Dinah-Moe Humm,\n  Dinah-Moe Humm\n\n  Dinah-Moe Humm\n  Dinah-Moe Humm\n  Where's this Dinah-Moe\n  Comin' from\n  I done spent three hours\n  An' I ain't got a crumb\n  From the Dinah-Moe, Dinah-Moe, Dinah-Moe\n  From the Dinah-Moe Humm\n\n  Got a spot that gets me hot, ow!\n  An' you ain't been to it\n  (No no no no!)\n  Got a spot that gets me hot, ow!\n  An' you ain't been to it\n  (No no no!)\n  Got a spot that gets me hot\n  But you ain't been to it\n  (No no no no no!)\n  Got a spot that gets me hot\n  But you ain't been to it\n  'Cause I can't get into it\n  Unless I get out of it\n  An' I gotta get out of it\n  Before I get into it\n  'Cause I never get into it\n  Unless I get out of it\n  An' I gotta be out of it\n  To get myself into it\n\n  (She looked over at me with a glazed eye\n  And some bovine perspiration on her upper lip area\n  And she said . . .)\n\n  Just get me wasted\n  An' you're half-way there\n  'Cause if my mind's tore up,\n  Then my body don't care\n\n  I rubbed my chinny-chin-chin\n  An' said my-my-my\n  What sort of thing\n  Might this lady get high upon?\n\n  I checked out her sister\n  Who was holdin' the bet\n  An' wondered what kind of trip\n  The young lady was on\n\n  The forty dollar bill didn't matter no more\n  When her sister got nekkid an' laid on the floor\n  She said Dinah-Moe might win the bet\n  But she could use a little [?] if I wasn't done yet\n\n  I told her . . .\n  Just because the sun\n  Want a place in the sky\n  No reason to assume\n  I wouldn't give her a try\n\n  So I pulled on her hair\n  Got her legs in the air\n  An' asked if she had any cooties on there\n\n  (Whaddya mean cooties! No cooties on me!)\n\n  She was buns-up kneelin'\n  BUNS UP!\n  I was wheelin' an dealin'\n  WHEELIN' AN' DEALIN' AN' OOOOH!\n  She surrender to the feelin'\n  SHE SWEETLY SURRENDERED\n  An' she started in to squealin'\n\n  Dinah-Moe watched from the edge of the bed\n  With her lips just a-twitchin' an' her face gone red\n  Some drool rollin' down\n  From the edge of her chin\n  While she spied the condition\n  Her sister was in\n  She quivered 'n quaked\n  An' clutched at herself\n  While her sister made a joke\n  About her mental health\n  'Till Dinah-Moe finally\n  Did give in\n  But I told her\n  All she really needed\n  Was some discipline . . .\n\n  Kiss my aura . . . Dora . . .\n  M-M-M . . . it's real angora\n  Would y'all like some more-a?\n  Right here on the flora?\n  An' how 'bout you, Fauna?\n  Y'wanna?\n\n  MMM . . . sound like you're chokin' on somethin'\n\n  Did you say you want some more?\n  Well, here's some more . . .\n\n  (Oh, baby . . .)\n\n  Oh, sure . . . look,\n  D'you think I could interest you\n  In a pair of zircon-encrusted tweezers?\n\n  MMM . . . tweezers!\n  Wait a minute, lemme sterilize 'em . . .\n  Gimme your lighter . . .\n\n  I couldn't say where she's coming' from\n  But I just met a lady named Dinah-Moe Humm\n\n  She stroll on over, say look here, bum,\n  I got a forty dollar bill say you can't make me cum\n  (Y'jes can't do it)\n\n  I whipped off her bloomers 'n stiffened my thumb\n  An' applied rotation on her sugar plum\n\n  I poked 'n stroked till my wrist got numb\n  An' you know I heard some Dinah-Moe Humm\n  Some Dinah-Moe Humm\n  Dinah-Moe Humm\n  Dinah-Moe Humm\n  Dinah-Moe\n  Dinah-Moe\n  Some Dinah-Moe\n  An' a little Dinah-Moe\n  An' some Dinah-Moe\n  An' some Dinah-Moe\n  An' some Dinah-Moe\n  An' a little Dinah-Moe\n  An' some Dinah-Moe\n  An' some Dinah-Moe\n  An' some Dinah-Moe\n  An' a Dinah-Moe again\n  An' Dinah-Moe\n  An' Dora too, lil' Dinah 'n Dora\n  An' Dinah-Moe\n  Kiss my aura, Dinah\n"}]