chuck berry
my ding a ling
When I was a little bitty boy My grandmother bought me a cute little toy Silver bells hangin on a string she told it was my ding a ling a ling my ding a ling , my ding a ling... wont you play with my ding a ling my ding a ling , my ding a ling... wont you play with my ding a ling and then mama to grammar school but I stopped in the best of you every time that bell would ring catch me playing with my ding a ling a ling my ding a ling , my ding a ling... wont you play with my ding a ling my ding a ling , my ding a ling... wont you play with my ding a ling  once I was climping 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... wont you play with my ding a ling my ding a ling , my ding a ling... wont you play with my ding a ling once I was swiming though turtle creek man little snappers all around my feet sure was hard swimming across that thing with both hands holding my ding a ling a ling my ding a ling , my ding a ling... wont you play with my ding a ling my ding a ling , my ding a ling... wont you play with my ding a ling this here song it aint so sad the cutes little song you ever had those of you who will not sing you must be playing with your own ding a ling my ding a ling , my ding a ling... wont you play with my ding a ling my ding a ling , my ding a ling... wont you play with my ding a ling my ding a ling , my ding a ling... wont you play with my ding a ling my ding a ling , my ding a ling... wont you play with my ding a ling