Chuck Berry - My Ding-A-Ling
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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
[Chorus:]
Oh my ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling
I want you to play with my ding-a-ling
Oh my ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling
I want you to play with my ding-a-ling
When Momma took me to Sunday School
They tried to teach me the golden rule
Every time the quire would sing
I'd take out my ding-a-ling-ding
[Chorus]
When Momma took me to Grammar School
But I stop off in the vestibule
Every time that bell would ring
Catch me playing with my ding-a-ling-ling
[Chorus]
Once I was climbing the garden wall,
I slipped and had a terrible fall
I fell so hard, I heard bells ring,
But I held on to my ding-a-ling-ling
[Chorus]
I remember the girl next door
We used to play house on the kitchen floor
She'd be queen, I'd be king
And I let her play with my ding-a-ling-ling
[Chorus]
Once I was swimming cross turtle creek
Man them snappers all around my feet
Sure was hard swimming cross that thing
With both hands holding my ding-a-ling-ling
[Chorus]
Girl downstairs, she's so big and bold
Grandma warned me, "she's too old"
Used to take me swingin' in the school yard swing
Swing down and take my ding-a-ling-a-ling
[Chorus]
This here song, it ain't to sad
The cutest little song you ever had
Those of you, who will not sing
You must be playing with your own ding-a-ling
[Chorus]
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
[Chorus:]
Oh my ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling
I want you to play with my ding-a-ling
Oh my ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling
I want you to play with my ding-a-ling
When Momma took me to Sunday School
They tried to teach me the golden rule
Every time the quire would sing
I'd take out my ding-a-ling-ding
[Chorus]
When Momma took me to Grammar School
But I stop off in the vestibule
Every time that bell would ring
Catch me playing with my ding-a-ling-ling
[Chorus]
Once I was climbing the garden wall,
I slipped and had a terrible fall
I fell so hard, I heard bells ring,
But I held on to my ding-a-ling-ling
[Chorus]
I remember the girl next door
We used to play house on the kitchen floor
She'd be queen, I'd be king
And I let her play with my ding-a-ling-ling
[Chorus]
Once I was swimming cross turtle creek
Man them snappers all around my feet
Sure was hard swimming cross that thing
With both hands holding my ding-a-ling-ling
[Chorus]
Girl downstairs, she's so big and bold
Grandma warned me, "she's too old"
Used to take me swingin' in the school yard swing
Swing down and take my ding-a-ling-a-ling
[Chorus]
This here song, it ain't to sad
The cutest little song you ever had
Those of you, who will not sing
You must be playing with your own ding-a-ling
[Chorus]
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