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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 cum
(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 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, ow!
An' you ain't been to it
(No no no no!)
Got a spot that gets me hot, ow!
An' you ain't been to it
(No no no!)
Got a spot that gets me hot
But you ain't been to it
(No no no no no!)
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 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 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?

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
Find more similar lyrics on http://mp3lyrics.com/VGn
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 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
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
But I told her
All she really needed
Was some discipline . . .

Kiss my aura . . . Dora . . .
M-M-M . . . it's real angora
Would y'all like some more-a?
Right here on the flora?
An' how 'bout you, Fauna?
Y'wanna?

MMM . . . sound like you're
chokin' on somethin'

Did you say you want some more?
Well, here's some more . . .

(Oh, baby . . . )

Oh, sure . . . look,
D'you think I could interest you
In a pair of zircon-encrusted tweezers?

MMM . . . tweezers!
Wait a minute, 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 cum
(Y'jes can't do 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
An' you know I heard some Dinah-Moe Humm
Some Dinah-Moe Humm
Dinah-Moe Humm
Dinah-Moe Humm
Dinah-Moe
Dinah-Moe
Some Dinah-Moe
An' a little Dinah-Moe
An' some Dinah-Moe
An' some Dinah-Moe
An' some Dinah-Moe
An' a little Dinah-Moe
An' some Dinah-Moe
An' some Dinah-Moe
An' some Dinah-Moe
An' a Dinah-Moe again
An' Dinah-Moe
An' Dora too, lil' Dinah 'n Dora
An' Dinah-Moe
Kiss my aura, Dinah

Someone mentioned that they like ( the not so typical, love song ), me too.
Love can have a dark side.....thought i'd share this video.
BTW, the lead singer of this ( great band ) passed away not to long ago. RIP.
Any else care to share some hard rock ( goth ) love songs, i would like to hear them.

                                                                                                             Thanks.

one more for shits and giggles.
For those days, you don't wanna be you!!

This one is much less your typical "love song", but it really is in a way...

Slipnot...very good!
Some people over-look the fact, that because Slipnot is so bizarre, that they are, really good muscians...IMHO.
The lead singer has a great voice!!
Thanks!!

Here's Corey Taylor singing a solo acoustic version of Snuff. Live in Baltimore he dedicated the song to their bassist who passed away in 2010. You can really feel the emotion in his voice in this version.

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 cum
(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 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, ow!
An' you ain't been to it
(No no no no!)
Got a spot that gets me hot, ow!
An' you ain't been to it
(No no no!)
Got a spot that gets me hot
But you ain't been to it
(No no no no no!)
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 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 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?

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
Find more similar lyrics on http://mp3lyrics.com/VGn
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 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
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
But I told her
All she really needed
Was some discipline . . .

Kiss my aura . . . Dora . . .
M-M-M . . . it's real angora
Would y'all like some more-a?
Right here on the flora?
An' how 'bout you, Fauna?
Y'wanna?

MMM . . . sound like you're
chokin' on somethin'

Did you say you want some more?
Well, here's some more . . .

(Oh, baby . . . )

Oh, sure . . . look,
D'you think I could interest you
In a pair of zircon-encrusted tweezers?

MMM . . . tweezers!
Wait a minute, 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 cum
(Y'jes can't do 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
An' you know I heard some Dinah-Moe Humm
Some Dinah-Moe Humm
Dinah-Moe Humm
Dinah-Moe Humm
Dinah-Moe
Dinah-Moe
Some Dinah-Moe
An' a little Dinah-Moe
An' some Dinah-Moe
An' some Dinah-Moe
An' some Dinah-Moe
An' a little Dinah-Moe
An' some Dinah-Moe
An' some Dinah-Moe
An' some Dinah-Moe
An' a Dinah-Moe again
An' Dinah-Moe
An' Dora too, lil' Dinah 'n Dora
An' Dinah-Moe
Kiss my aura, Dinah

Yep, Zappa WAS a crazy fucker.
I love the song, on that same album...."Dirty Love"

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