Luyện nghe bài hát My Ding-a-ling-a-ling

When I was a biddy boy
My bought me a cute little toy
Silver bells hanging on a
She me it was my ding-a-ling-a-ling

I want you to play with my


I you to play with my ding-a-ling

mama took me to Sunday school
They to teach me the Golden Rule
But when the choir would stand and
I'd sit there and play my ding-a-ling-a-ling

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mama took me to Grammar school
But I off in the vestibule
Every that bell would ring
Catch me playing with my

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Once I was climbing the wall,
I slipped and had a fall
I fell so hard I heard ring,
But on to my ding-a-ling-a-ling

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Once I was swimming 'cross Turtle
Those snapping turtles were at my feet
Sure was hard swimming that thing
With both hands holding my

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This here song it so sad
The cutest little song you had
Those of you who will not
You be playing with your own ding-a-ling