Ting-A-Ling-The Clovers

Well I'm just a poor young boy and these girl's 'bout to drive me wild Well I'm just a poor young boy and these girl's 'bout to drive me wild Well I'm just a poor young boy and these girl's 'bout to drive me wild They way they rock and roll and call me angel child The way they laugh the way they sing it 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 sing makes my heart go ting-a-ling Ting-a-ling ting-a-ling ting-a-ling ting-a-ling ting-a-ling Well I'm young and I'm free and it's a real fine way to be Well I'm young and I'm free and it's a real fine way to be Well I'm young and I'm free and it's a real fine way to be With a fine young thing to give her love to me