Chuck Berry - My Ding-a-Ling\r<br>\r<br>Lyrics/Letra:\r<br>\r<br>When I was a little biddy boy\r<br>My grandmother bought me a cute little toy\r<br>Silver bells hanging on a string\r<br>She told me it was my ding-a-ling-a-ling\r<br>\r<br>My Ding-A-Ling\r<br>My Ding-A-Ling\r<br>I want you to play with my ding-a-ling.\r<br>\r<br>My Ding-A-Ling\r<br>My Ding-A-Ling\r<br>I want you to play with my ding-a-ling\r<br>\r<br>Then mama took me to Grammar school\r<br>But I stopped off in the vestibule\r<br>Every time that bell would ring\r<br>Catch me playing with my ding-a-ling\r<br>\r<br>My Ding-A-Ling\r<br>My Ding-A-Ling\r<br>I want you to play with my ding-a-ling.\r<br>\r<br>Once I was climbing the garden wall,\r<br>I slipped and had a terrible fall\r<br>I fell so hard I heard birds ring,\r<br>But held on to my ding-a-ling-a-ling\r<br>\r<br>My Ding-A-Ling\r<br>My Ding-A-Ling\r<br>I want you to play with my ding-a-ling.\r<br>\r<br>Once I was swimming cross Turtle Creek\r<br>Those snapping turtles were snapping at my feet\r<br>Sure was hard swimming cross that thing\r<br>With both hands holding my ding-a-ling-a-ling\r<br>\r<br>My Ding-A-Ling\r<br>My Ding-A-Ling\r<br>I want you to play with my ding-a-ling.\r<br>\r<br>This here song it aint so sad\r<br>The cutest little song you ever had\r<br>Those of you who will not sing\r<br>You must be playing with your own ding-a-ling
