"My-Ding-a-Ling"
Chuck Berry


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 wan't to play with My Ding-A-Ling
My Ding-A-Ling, My Ding-A-Ling,
I wan't to play with My Ding-A-Ling

And then Momma took me to grammar school
But I stopped off in the vestibule
Everytime that bell would ring
Catch me playing with My Ding-a-Ling-a-Ling

My Ding-A-Ling, My Ding-A-Ling,
I wan't to play with My Ding-A-Ling
My Ding-A-Ling, My Ding-A-Ling,
I wan't 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 bells ring,
But held on to My Ding-a-Ling-a-Ling

My Ding-A-Ling, My Ding-A-Ling,
I wan't to play with My Ding-A-Ling
My Ding-A-Ling, My Ding-A-Ling,
I wan't to play with My Ding-A-Ling

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-a-Ling

My Ding-A-Ling, My Ding-A-Ling,
I wan't to play with My Ding-A-Ling
My Ding-A-Ling, My Ding-A-Ling,
I wan't 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
Ya must be playing with your own Ding-a-Ling

My Ding-A-Ling, My Ding-A-Ling,
I wan't to play with My Ding-A-Ling
My Ding-A-Ling, My Ding-A-Ling,
I wan't to play with My Ding-A-Ling

Your Ding-a-Ling, your Ding-a-Ling
We saw you playing with your Ding-a-Ling
My Ding-a-Ling, everybody sing
I want to play with my...
Everybody, my... oh my... Ding-a-Ling
Slow Down.. I.. wanna.. play.. with.. my.. Ding-a-Ling