Inka Dinka Doo - John Lithgow, Wayne Knight

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