My Ding-A-Ling by David Bartholemew Lyrics

I have a little girl, her name is Sing
She likes to play with my ding-a-ling
My ding-a-ling is the cutest thing
When Sing plays with my ding-a-ling

My ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling
Oh my, it’s the greatest thing
My ding-a-ling is the greatest thing
When Sing plays with my ding-a-ling

When you are young and you are on the go
Your ding-a-ling won’t ever get sore
But when you are old and you lost your sting
You don’t need the doggone thing

My ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling
Oh my, it’s the greatest thing
My ding-a-ling is the cutest thing
When Sing plays with my ding-a-ling

There’s a little girl, she lives next door
I like to play with her Yo-Yo
She likes to play with my Yo-Yo string
But she will not play with my ding-a-ling
My ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling
Oh my, it’s the cutest thing
My ding-a ling is the cutest thing
When Sing plays with my Ding-a-Ling