Twistin' the Kitchen With Dinah - Sam Cooke

Coming through the kitchen door

So I peeped in, saw my Dinah with a fellow

That I’ve never seen before

And he was twistin in the kitchen with my Dinah

Twistin in the kitchen, I know

Twistin in the kitchen with my Dinah

To the music of an old banjo

And singing

Fi-Fai-Fideli-I-O, Fi-Fai-Fideli-I-O

Fi-Fai-Fideli-I-O, Fi-Fai-Fideli-I-O

Singing

Fi-Fai-Fideli-I-O, Fi-Fai-Fideli-I-O

Fi-Fai-Fideli-I-O, Fi-Fai-Fideli-I-O

And going around and around and around and around

Around and around and around and around

And going around and around and around and around

Around and around and around and around

Should have been my with My Dinah

Should have been me, I know

Should have been me, twistin in the kitchen

To the music of an old banjo

I saw him twistin in the kitchen with my Dinah

Twistin in the kitchen, I know

He was twistin in the kitchen with my Dinah

To the music of an old banjo

And singing

Fi-Fai-Fideli-I-O, Fi-Fai-Fideli-I-O

Fi-Fai-Fideli-I-O, Fi-Fai-Fideli-I-O

Singing

Fi-Fai-Fideli-I-O, Fi-Fai-Fideli-I-O

Fi-Fai-Fideli-I-O, Fi-Fai-Fideli-I-O

And going around and around and around

Around and around and around and around

And going around and around and around and around

Around and around and around and around