Ting a ling

Well now I'm just a poor young boy And these girls 'bout to drive me wild Yeah I'm just a poor young boy And these girls 'bout to drive me wild Yeah I-I'm just a poor young boy And these girls 'bout to drive me wild The way they rock and roll and call me angel-child The way they laugh, the way they sing Makes my heart go ting-a-ling The way they laugh, the way they sing Makes my heart go ting-a-ling The way they laugh, and si-i-ing Makes my heart go ting-a-ling Ting-a-ling, ting-a-ling, ting-a-ling, ting-a-ling, ting-a-ling Oh well, I'm young and I'm free And it's a real fine way to be Yeah I'm young and I'm free And it's a real fine way to be Yeah I-I'm young and I'm free-ee And it's a real fine way to be I want a fine young girl that is so nice and free The way they laugh, the way they sing Makes my heart go ting-a-ling The way they laugh, the way they sing Makes my heart go ting-a-ling The way they laugh, and si-i-ing Makes my heart go ting-a-ling Ting-a-ling, ting-a-ling, ting-a-ling, ting-a-ling, ting-a-ling