Dumb [Album Version] [Version] – Song and Lyrics by 411

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Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Dumb [Album Version] [Version]’ by 411. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of 411 or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.

Dumb diggi-diggi-di dumb di-dumb
And ‘though I know it would be fun to get some
Gotta run now, gotta go
Gotta get home
‘Cause my baby’s boy’s on his own
Better be Dumb diggi-diggi-di dumb di-dumb
And ‘though I know it would be fun to get some
Gotta run now
I gots ta get home,
My baby boy’s on his own,

Above the feeling
This is revealing
Boy I didn’t know you cared
Mustve been up on the weekend
In the club freakin
Boy I could see you stare
You were lookin right at me
Lookin right back
We knew there was something there
And I know you knew that if we did do this
It would be an affair

‘Cause my mans at home
Lookin at the finger his ring goes on
He got trust in me
How’m I gonna live with myself if I cheat

Dumb diggi-diggi-di dumb di-dumb
And ‘though I know it would be fun to get some
Gotta run now, gotta go
Gotta get home
‘Cause my baby’s boy’s on his own
Better be Dumb diggi-diggi-di dumb di-dumb
And ‘though I know it would be fun to get some
Gotta run now
I gots ta get home,
My baby boy’s on his own,

Up on the dancefloor
Then ya go ask for a night in with me
But ya know that ain’t gon’ happen
I won’t get trapped in
This, see, it just ain’t me
And you can try, seduce me
But its no use, see
I’m in love with my baby
And I won’t let you in
Mess up and move in
To do that I’d be crazy

‘Cause my mans at home
Lookin at the finger his ring goes on
He got trust in me
How’m I gonna live with myself if I cheat

Dumb diggi-diggi-di dumb di-dumb
And ‘though I know it would be fun to get some
Gotta run now, gotta go
Gotta get home
‘Cause my baby’s boy’s on his own
Better be Dumb diggi-diggi-di dumb di-dumb
And ‘though I know it would be fun to get some
Gotta run now
I gots ta get home,
My baby boy’s on his own,

There’s no way that I’m gon’ play
I don’t care what you gon’ say
Even though you make me crazy
I won’t risk losing my baby
There’s no way that I’m gon’ play
I don’t care what you gon’ say
Even though you make me crazy
I won’t risk losing my baby