My Ding-a-Ling [LP Version] lyrics

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, my ding-a-ling

I wanna play with my ding-a-ling

My ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling

I wanna play with my ding-a-ling

When mama took me to Sunday school

They tried to teach me the Golden Rule

Every time the choir would sing

I sit there, play with my ding-a-ling

My ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling

I wanna play with my ding-a-ling

My ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling

I wanna play with my ding-a-ling

When pa started me to Grammar school

I found a place in the vestibule

And every time the bell would ring

They catched me playin' with my ding-a-ling

My ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling

I wanna play with my ding-a-ling

My ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling

I wanna play with my ding-a-ling

Oh, once I was climbing the garden wall

Oh, and I had an awful fall

I fell so hard, I heard bells ring

But I never let go my ding-a-ling-a-ling

My ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling

I wanna play with my ding-a-ling

My ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling

I wanna play with my ding-a-ling

I remember the girl next door

We used to play house on the kitchen floor

She'd be the queen, I'd be the king

Together we'd play with my ding-a-ling-a-ling

My ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling

I wanna play with my ding-a-ling

My ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling

I wanna play with my ding-a-ling

This here's song, it ain't so sad

For those of you who never had

Silver bells hanging on a string

Oh, you could play with your own ding-a-ling

My ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling

I wanna play with my ding-a-ling

Oh, my ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling

Oh, come on now, everybody sing

Now, my ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling

I wanna play with my ding-a-ling

My ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling

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

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