Toy Bell [aka My Ding-a-ling]
Sung by The Bees in 1954
Then I was a babe I had a crying spell
Grandma bought me a toy bell
She gave it to me when it started to ring
And she called it my ding-a-ling
Oh, my ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling
On my it's the cutest thing
My ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling
When she plays with my ding-a-ling
There was girl next door
I want to play with her yo-yo
I played with her yo-yo on the string
And she played with my ding-a-ling
Oh, my ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling
On my it's the cutest thing
My ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling
When she plays with my ding-a-ling
When I was a boy in Sunday school
The preacher preached his golden rule
When the choir stood up to sing
I played was playing with my ding-a-ling
Oh, my ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling
On my it's the cutest thing
My ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling
When she plays with my ding-a-ling
When you're young and on the go
You're ding-a-ling won't ever get sore.
When you're old and you've lost your sting
You won't need the darned old thing.
Oh, my ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling
On my it's the cutest thing
My ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling
When she plays with my ding-a-ling
.htm_cmp_immortalia-theme000_bnr.gif)
