Ting A Ling
Well, Im just a poor young boy
And these girls about to drive me wild.
But Im just a poor young boy
And these girls about to drive me wild.
Well, Im just a poor young boy
And these girls about to drive me wild.
They be rock and rollin, call me angel-child.
(Chorus)
They way they laugh, the way they sing
It makes my heart go ting-a-ling.
The way they laugh, the way they sing
It makes my heart go ting-a-ling.
The way they laugh and sing
It makes my heart go ting-a-ling.
Ting-a-ling, ting-a-ling, ting-a-ling, ting-a-ling, ting-a-ling.
(Verse)
Well, Im young and Im free
And its a real fine way to be.
Well, Im young, well, Im free,
And its a real fine way to be.
Well, Im young and Im free
And its a real fine way to be.
With a fine young thing to give her love to me.
