Lyrics:

When I Was A Little Bitty Boy**lf**my Grandmother Bought Me A Cute Little Toy**lf**silver Bells Hangin On A String**lf**she Told It Was My Ding A Ling A Ling**lf****lf**my Ding A Ling , My Ding A Ling...**lf**wont You Play With My Ding A Ling**lf****lf**my Ding A Ling , My Ding A Ling...**lf**wont You Play With My Ding A Ling**lf****lf**and Then Mama To Grammar School**lf**but I Stopped In The Best Of You**lf**every Time That Bell Would Ring**lf**catch Me Playing With My Ding A Ling A Ling**lf****lf**my Ding A Ling , My Ding A Ling...**lf**wont You Play With My Ding A Ling**lf****lf**my Ding A Ling , My Ding A Ling...**lf**wont You Play With My Ding A Ling**lf****lf****lf**once I Was Climping The Garden Wall**lf**i Slipped And Had A Terrible Fall**lf**i Fell So Hard I Heard Bells Ring**lf**but Held On To My Ding A Ling A Ling**lf****lf**my Ding A Ling , My Ding A Ling...**lf**wont You Play With My Ding A Ling**lf****lf**my Ding A Ling , My Ding A Ling...**lf**wont You Play With My Ding A Ling**lf****lf**once I Was Swiming Though Turtle Creek**lf**man Little Snappers All Around My Feet**lf**sure Was Hard Swimming Across That Thing**lf**with Both Hands Holding My Ding A Ling A Ling**lf****lf**my Ding A Ling , My Ding A Ling...**lf**wont You Play With My Ding A Ling**lf****lf**my Ding A Ling , My Ding A Ling...**lf**wont You Play With My Ding A Ling**lf****lf**this Here Song It Aint So Sad**lf**the Cutes Little Song You Ever Had**lf**those Of You Who Will Not Sing**lf**you Must Be Playing With Your Own Ding A Ling**lf****lf**my Ding A Ling , My Ding A Ling...**lf**wont You Play With My Ding A Ling**lf****lf**my Ding A Ling , My Ding A Ling...**lf**wont You Play With My Ding A Ling**lf****lf**my Ding A Ling , My Ding A Ling...**lf**wont You Play With My Ding A Ling**lf****lf**my Ding A Ling , My Ding A Ling...**lf**wont You Play With My Ding A Ling