Humdinger Songtext
von Chucklehead

Sittin′ on a swing with my thing in a sling
Don't play with my dingaling, baby
Cause I′m a swinger, a humdinger
I heat up faster than a cup of Red Zinger

Sittin' in a sleigh with my baby in play
Don't play with me, girl
Just smell my finger, and let it linger
I got a lotta cream like a Twinkie or a Zinger

If you see me on a bench in Mandalay
Don′t displease me honey listen what I say
If you find me on a street in Old Siam
Don′t unwind me girl I am the way I am

Cause I'm a swinger, a humdinger
A swinger, humdinger
A swinger, a humdinger
I heat up faster than a cup of Red Zinger


Sittin′ on the porch with your hand on my torch
Don't touch that switch girl
Cause I′m a swinger, a side singer
I gotta lotta soul like Poison, Nelson, Snake or Winger

Sittin' on the beach with my baby in reach
Don′t touch this thing girl
Cause I'm a swinger, a rap singer
I wanna' make you like me like you like your likely finger

If you wake to find me messin with yer Ma
Don′t tell Jake, remind me, girl, don′t tell yer Pa
If you hear me waddle up your neighbor's street
Don′t not fear me girl because you smell my feet

Cause I'm a swinger, a humdinger
A swinger, a humdinger
A swinger, a humdinger
I heat up faster than a cup of Red Zinger

I′m a swinger, a humdinger
A swinger, a humdinger
A swinger, a humdinger
I got a lotta cream like a Twinkie or a Zinger


Do you dinger in the morning? (hell yeah, humdinger)
Do you dinger at night? (hell yeah, humdinger)
Do you dinger in the morning? (hell yeah, humdinger)
Do you dinger at night? Alright, well let's hum

Need a new language to swingo
A new language to swingo
Need a new language to swingo
A new language to swingo
There′s lots a tongues to swing in if your swingin'
Don't matter how you sing it
Bring it on, bring it on

Esperantagaelic Spanish urduyiddish swigolish
Uby-dubby semafore to funkstibate you to the floor
Dutchageeze-a-mandarin sanskritamaic francaise me please
Braileoglyph my binary and basque on your Japanese

Sittin′ on the can like a motherfuckin′ man
Don't talk to me, girl
You know I′m readin'
You hear me pleadin′
You know you gotta' talk to Scoots to know the reason
That I′m leadin' all the others undercover
You never need another lover
Cause I'm the Bismark of Quismark
So smell my finger, and let it linger
Yeah, I heat up faster than a cup of Red Zinger

If you see me on a bench in Mandalay
Don′t displease me, honey listen what I say
If you find me on a street in Old Siam
Don′t unwind me, girl I am the way I am

Cause I'm a swinger, a humdinger
A swinger, a humdinger
A swinger, a humdinger
I heat up faster than a cup of Red Zinger

I′m a swinger, a humdinger
A swinger, a humdinger
A swinger, a humdinger
I got a lotta cream like a Twinkie or a Zinger

I'm a swinger, a humdinger
A swinger, a humdinger
A swinger, a humdinger
I heat up faster than a cup of Red Zinger

I′m a swinger, uh hu a humdinger
Good mornin' humdinger
I got a lotta cream like a Twinkie or a Zinger