Inka Dinka Doo Songtext
von John Lithgow

What is that haunting refrain that I hear in the air?
Here and then there, every where
It′s such a beautiful strain that keeps taunting my brain constantly
It's my melody, it′s my symphony

Inka dinka doo, a dinka dee, a dinka doo
Oh, what a tune for crooning
Inka dinka doo, a dinka dee, a dinka doo
It's got the whole world spooning

Eskimo bells up in Iceland, keep ringing
They've made their own Paradise Land, singin′
Inka dinka doo, a dinka dee, a dinka doo
Give me the link inka dinka doo, a dinka dee, a dinka doo


Inka dinka doo, a dinka dee, a dinka doo
Inka dinka doo, a dinka dee, a dinka doo

I hear the song in the forest, so thrillin′
Love birds all singin' in chorus twirling
Inka dinka doo, a dinka dee, a dinka doo
Sing me that inka dinka doo, a dinka dee, a dinka doo

Inka dinka doo, a dinka dee, a dinka doo
Oh, what a tune for crooning
Inka dinka doo, a dinka dee, a dinka doo
It′s got the whole world spooning

Give me a crown with a bandstand above it
I'll sing my song to the grandstand, I love it
Inka dinka doo, a dinka dee, a dinka doo
Simply means inka dinka doo, a dinka dee, a dinka doo