Frank zappa (guitar, vocals)
Ralph humphrey (drums)
Sal marquez (trumpet, vocals, vocals)
Tom fowler (bass)
Bruce fowler (trombone)
George duke (keyboards, synthesizer)
Ruth underwood (marimba, vibes, percussion)
Ian underwood (flute, clarinet, alto saxophone, tenor saxophone)
Jean-luc ponty (violin, baritone violin)
Kin vassy (vocals)
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, bum,
I got a forty dollar bill say you can't make me c**
(yjes can't do it)
She made a bet with her sister whos a little 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 c**
(so I got down to it)
I whipped off her bloomersn stiffened my thumb
An applied rotation on her sugar plum
I pokedn 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 this dinah-moe
Comin from
Done spent three hours
An I aint got a crumb
From the dinah-moe, dinah-moe, dinah-moe
From the dinah-moe humm
I got a spot that gets me hot
But you aint been to it
I got a spot that gets me hot
But you aint been to it
I got a spot that gets me hot
But you aint been to it
I got a spot that gets me hot
But you aint 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 looked over at me with a glazed eye
And some bovine perspiration on her upper lip area
And she said...)
Just get me wasted
An you're half-way there
Cause if my minds 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?
I checked out her sister
Who was holdin the bet
An wondered what kind of trip
The young lady was on
The forty dollar bill didn't 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 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 on 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 surrended 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
While she spied the condition
Her sister was in
She quivered n quaked
An clutched at herself
While her sister made a joke
Bout her mental health
Till dinah-moe finally
Did give in
But I told her
All she really needed
Was some discipline...
Kiss my aura... Dora...
M-m-m... Its real angora
Would yall like some more-a?
Right here on the flora?
An how bout you, fauna?
Ywanna?
Mmm... Sound like ymight be chokin on somethin
Did you say you want some more?
Well, heres some more...
Mmm, sure... Listen
Dyou think I could interest you
In a pair of zircon-encrusted tweezers?
Mmm... Tweezers!
Here, lemme sterilize em...
Gimme 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, bum,
I got a forty dollar bill say you can't make me c**
(yjes can't do it)
I whipped off her bloomersn stiffened my thumb
An applied rotation on her sugar plum
I pokedn stroked till my wrist got numb
An you know I heard some dinah-moe humm,
Dinah-moe humm
Dinah-moe
Dinah-moe
Dinah-moe
Dinah-moe