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Old 01-29-2004, 01:02 PM
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Speaking of nostalgia...

Chuck Berry
My Dingaling

When I was a littly bitty boy
My grandmother bought me a cute little toy
Silver bells
Hangin' on a string
She told me it was my dingaling aling

My DINGALING
My DINGALING
I want you to play with
My DINGALING
My DINGALING
My DINGALING
I want you to play with
My DINGALING

Mm, and then mama took me to grammar school
But I stopped off in the bestevule
Everytime that bell would ring
Catch me playin' with my dinagling aling

Oh my DINGALING
My DINGALING
I want you to play with
My DINGALING
My DINGALING
My DINGALING
I want you to play with
My DINGALING

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 dingaling aling

My DINGALING
My DINGALING
I want you to play with
My DINGALING
My DINGALING
My DINGALING
I want you to play with
My DINGALING

Mm, once I was swimmin' cross turtle creek
Man them snappers all around my feet
Sure was hard swimmin' cross that thing
With both hands holdin' my dingaling aling

My DINGALING
My DINGALING
I want you to play with
My DINGALING
My DINGALING
My DINGALING
I want you to play with
My DINGALING

Mm, 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 dingaling

My DINGALING
My DINGALING
I want you to play with
My DINGALING
My DINGALING
My DINGALING
I want you to play with
My DINGALING
My DINGALING
My DINGALING
I want to play with
Your dingaling
Your dingaling
We saw you playin' with your dingaling
My dingaling, everybody sing
I want to play with my dingaling
Everybody, my DINAGLING
Oh my DINGALING
I want to play with my dingaling---------------|
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