My Ding-A-Ling

"My Ding-A-Ling, my Ding-A-Ling, won't you play with my Ding-A-Ling"

Today's post, is nuthing short of a funny coincidence - to me at least, considering the occurrences over the week.

Do listen to this song. It's no letdown. Mi word on that! Oohh.. and be wary that this number topd the charts fer abit back in the days.

C'mon now, lets all sing along,

When I was a little bitty boy, my grandmother bought me a cute little toy.
Silver bells hangin' on a string. She told me it was my ding a ling.

My ding a ling, my ding a ling. I want to play with my ding a ling.
My ding a ling, my ding a ling. I want to play with my ding a ling.

And then mother took me to Grammer School, but I stopped all in the vestibule.
Every time that bell would ring, catched me playin' 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.

Once I was swimming cross Turtle creek, many snappers all around my feet.
Sure was hard swimming cross that thing, with both hands holdin' 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, you must be playin' with your own ding a ling.

My ding a ling Your ding a ling, your ding a ling.

We saw you playin' with your ding a ling
My ding a ling, everybody sing, I want to play with my ding a ling!!


Trivia - off wiki :

According to the flip side of "My Ding-a-Ling" (a live version of "Johnny B. Goode"), the crowd refused to leave the Locarno ballroom after Berry's performance, as they demanded an encore. The public address announcer told the crowd that the next act, Pink Floyd, could not perform until the ballroom was cleared.

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