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I couldn't say where she's coming' from, |
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But I just met a lady named |
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Dinah-Moe |
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HummShe stroll on over, say look here, bum, |
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I got a forty dollar bill say you can't make me cum(Y'jes can't do it) |
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She made a bet with her sister who's a little dumb |
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She could prove it any time all men was scum |
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I don't mind that she called me a bum, |
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But I knew right away she was really gonna cum(So I got down to it) |
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I whipped off her bloomers'n stiffened my thumb |
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An' applied rotation on her sugar plum |
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I poked'n stroked till my wrist got numb |
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But I still didn't hear no |
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Dinah-Moe |
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Humm,Dinah- |
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Moe HummDinah- |
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Moe HummDinah- |
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Moe HummWhere this |
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Dinah-MoeComin' from |
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Done spent three hours |
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An' I ain't got a crumb |
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From the Dinah- |
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Moe, Dinah- |
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Moe, Dinah- |
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MoeFrom the |
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Dinah-Moe |
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HummI got a spot that gets me hot |
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But you ain't been to it |
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I got a spot that gets me hot |
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But you ain't been to it |
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I got a spot that gets me hot |
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But you ain't been to it |
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I got a spot that gets me hot |
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But you ain't been to it' |
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Cause I can't get into it |
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Unless I get out of it |
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An' I gotta get out of it |
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Before I get into it' |
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Cause I never get into it |
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Unless I get out of it |
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An' I gotta be out of it |
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To get myself into it(She looked over at me with a glazed eyeAnd some bovine perspiration on her upper lip areaAnd she said...) |
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Just get me wasted |
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An' you're half-way there' |
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Cause if my mind's tore up |
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Then my body don't care |
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I rubbed my chinny-chin-chin |
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An' said my-my-my |
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What sort of thing |
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Might this lady get high upon? |
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I checked out her sister |
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Who was holdin' the bet |
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An' wondered what kind of trip |
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The young lady was on |
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The forty dollar bill didn't matter no more |
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When her sister got nekkid an' laid on the floor |
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She said Dinah- |
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Moe might win the bet |
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But she could use a little ------- if |
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I wasn't done yet |
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I told her... |
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Just because the sun |
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Want a place in the sky |
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No reason to assume |
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I wouldn't give her a try |
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So I pulled on her hair |
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Got her legs in the air |
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An' asked if she had any cooties on there(Whaddya mean cooties! No cooties on me!) |
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She was buns-up kneelin' |
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BUNS UP!I was wheelin' an dealin' |
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WHEELIN' A |
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N' DEALIN' |
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AN OOOOH!She surrended to the feelin' |
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SHE SWEETL |
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Y SURRENDE |
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REDAn' she started in to squealin' |
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Dinah-Moe watched from the edge of the bed |
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With her lips just a-twitchin' an' her face gone red |
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Some drool rollin' down |
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From the edge of her chin |
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While she spied the condition |
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Her sister was in |
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She quivered 'n quaked |
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An' clutched at herself |
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While her sister made a joke' |
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Bout her mental health' |
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Till Dinah- |
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Moe finally |
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Did give in |
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But I told her |
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All she really needed |
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Was some discipline... |
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Kiss my aura... |
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Dora...M-M- |
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M...it's real angora |
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Would y'all like some more-a? |
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Right here on the flora? |
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An' how 'bout you, |
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Fauna?Y'wanna? |
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MMM...sound like y'might be chokin' on somethin' |
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Did you say you want some more? |
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Well, here's some more... |
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MMM, sure...listen |
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D'you think |
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I could interest you |
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In a pair of zircon-encrusted tweezers? |
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MMM...tweezers! |
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Here, lemme sterilize 'em... |
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Gimme your lighter... |
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I couldn't say where she's coming' from, |
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But I just met a lady named |
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Dinah-Moe |
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HummShe stroll on over, say look here, bum, |
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I got a forty dollar bill say you can't make me cum(Y'jes can't do it) |
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I whipped off her bloomers'n stiffened my thumb |
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An' applied rotation on her sugar plum |
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I poked'n stroked till my wrist got numb |
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An' you know |
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I heard some |
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Dinah-Moe |
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Humm,Dinah- |
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Moe HummDinah- |
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MoeDinah-Moe |
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Dinah-MoeDinah- |
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Moe |