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