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Chuck Berry - My Ding-a-Ling

Chuck Berry - My Ding-a-Ling Lyrics/Letra: When I was a little biddy 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 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 want you to play with my ding-a-ling Then mama took me to Grammar school But I stopped off in the vestibule Every time that bell would ring Catch me playing with my ding-a-ling My Ding-A-Ling My Ding-A-Ling I want you to play with my ding-a-ling. Once I was climbing the garden wall, I slipped and had a terrible fall I fell so hard I heard birds ring, But held on to my ding-a-ling-a-ling My Ding-A-Ling My Ding-A-Ling I want you to play with my ding-a-ling. Once I was swimming 'cross Turtle Creek Those snapping turtles were snapping at my feet Sure was hard swimming 'cross that thing With both hands holding my ding-a-ling-a-ling My Ding-A-Ling My Ding-A-Ling I want you to play with my ding-a-ling. This here song it ain't so 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