My Ding-a-ling
My ding-a-ling, oh, my ding-a-ling
My ding-a-ling is the cutest thing
My ding-a-ling, oh, my ding-a-ling
I want you to play with my dingaling.
When I was young there was a girl next door
I wanted to play with her yo-yo
I played with her yo-yo on a string
And she played with my ding-a-ling
My ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling
My ding-a-ling is the cutest thing
My ding-a-ling, oh, my ding-a-ling
I want you to play with my dingaling.
When I was young I went to Sunday school
The preachers preached me the golden rule
But when the choir stood up to sing
I was playing with my dingaling
My ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling
My ding-a-ling is the cutest thing
My ding-a-ling, oh, my ding-a-ling
I want you to play with my dingaling.
Now when your young and on the go
Your ding-a-ling won't ever get sold[?]
But when your old and your zing
You have no need for that damned thing.
My ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling
My ding-a-ling is the cutest thing
My ding-a-ling, oh, my ding-a-ling
I want you to play with my dingaling.
- Doug Clark and The Hot Nuts
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Nuts To You - Ding-a-ling Time: 1:13
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