Humdinger! You're a Humdinger! You're as plain as yeller' puddin', you're a Humdinger! You're cute when you're gay and glad; but you're even cuter when you're mad; there ain't no doubt about it, you're a Humdinger. Fourteen miles outside of town, they told to quit this hummin' around; But I ain't mad at you, 'cause you're a Humdinger. Humdinger! You're a Humdinger! You're as plain as yeller' puddin', you're a Humdinger! You're hair is blonde, but the roots are black; there's bugs a-crawlin' on yer back; and those boys are chasing you, 'cause you're a Humdinger. Your teeth are good, but they look like corn; your Pappy left when you were born; I wish you'd be my girl; you're a Humdinger. Humdinger! You're a Humdinger! You're as plain as yeller' puddin', you're a Humdinger! Your feet are wide and flat on the bottom; And speakin' of feet, I'd say you got 'em; Won't you be my Gal? You're a Humdinger! Your eyes are crossed, and the color is pink; And I know when you're lookin' at me I think: Those flowers' from the pasture; You're a Humdinger. Humdinger! You're a Humdinger! You're as sweet as cactus candy, you're a Humdinger! Well, your hands are rough as an alligator; they can squash a three pound Irish Pa-tater'; but I'd love to sit an' hold 'em; You're a Humdinger. There' a bone stickin' outta your hip; there's a mustache on that dainty lip; Oh, Darlin', Little Maiden, you're a Humdinger. Humdinger! You're a Humdinger! You're as plain as yeller' puddin', you're a Humdinger! Humdinger! You're a Humdinger! You're as sweet as cactus candy, you're a Humdinger! MMMMMMMM-mmmmm!