So I got down to it
Whipped off her bloomers and stiffened my thumb
And applied rotation on her sugar plum
I poked & stroked till my wrist got numb
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
And I ain’t got a crumb
From the Dinah-Moe
Dinah-Moe, Dinah-Moe
From the Dinah-Moe Humm
Sorry could resist throwing a FZ lyric in there 
