Twistin’ in the Kitchen With Dinah Songtext
von Sam Cooke

It seemed to me that I heard music
Coming through the kitchen door
So I peeped in, saw my Dinah with a fella
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
Singing
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
Around and around and around and around
Around and around and around and around
Around and around and around and around
Around and around and around and around

Oh, it should have been my with My Dinah
It should have been me, I know
It 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
Singing
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
Around and around and around and around
Around and around and around and around
Around and around and around and around
Around and around and around and around