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Thursday, March 17, 2011

My Ding-A-Ling - Chuck Berry

 
My Ding-A-Ling

When I was a little bitty boy
My Grandmother bought me a cute little toy
Silver bells hanging on a string
She told me it was my Ding a ling a ling

Oh my ding a ling, Everybody sing
I want you to play with my ding a ling a ling
Oh my ding a ling, my ding a ling
I want you to play with my ding a ling a ling

Then mamma took me to Grammar School
I used to stop off in the vestibule
Every time that bell would ring
catch me playing with my ding a ling

Oh my ding a ling, I want you to play with my ding a ling a ling
My ding a ling, my ding a ling
I want you to play with my ding a ling a ling

Once i was climbing the garden wall,
I slipped and had a terrible fall, I fell so hard I heard bells ring, 
But held on to my ding a ling a ling 

Oh my ding a ling, my ding a ling
I want you to play with my ding a ling
My ding a ling, my ding a ling
I wanna play with my ding a ling

Once I was swimming across turtle creek,
Man them turtles snapping at my feet,
It sure was hard swimming cross that thing,
With both hands holding my ding a ling a ling

My ding a ling, Oh my
I wanna play with my ding a ling a ling

When they took me to Sunday School
Tried to teach me the golden rule
But every time the choir would sing
Catch me playing with my ding a ling

Oh my ding a ling, my ding a ling
I wanna play with my ding a ling
My ding (that's right), my ding a ling
I wanna play with my ding a ling a ling

This here song, it ain’t to sad
Cutest little song you ever had
Those of you, who will not sing
You must be playing with your own ding a ling

Oh my ding a ling, my ding a ling
Now my ding a, oh my ding a
I wanna play with my ding a ling
(Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh yeah)