| Dena (Danny Kaye's version of the song Dinah) |
| (spoken) Very Pretty... I should like to delve into the slavic mood And do a song that my father wrote for me when he was nine weeks old. He used to take me on his knee and say, "Kolya, my little gypsy, It's time for you to become a man, Time for you to go out in the world and learns the facts of life." So I packed my little karzink and I went, I wandered over hills and dales, small willages and pretty cities, And then I met my first womans. She was gorgeous, sensationally beautiful. When she walked it was like a little gazelle, Strolling in the pastures. And when she spoke, her voice... Her voice was like the voice of angels... (shouted) Soft and mellow! She used to croon this plaintive, gypsy melody: Deenah, Is there anyone feenah In the state of Caroleenah, If there is and you know her Show her to me (Oh) Deenah, With her dixie eyes blazing How I love to sit and gaze into The ees of Deenah Lee I know that every night (oh ho ho ho), Why do I shake with fright Because my Deenah might Change her mind about me (hey, hey, coktabeenaserta) Deenah, If she want to do Cheena, I would hop an ocean leenah Just to be with [much scatting and gibberish] |