| Lyrics: | with [Nancy Sinatra], and (chorus)
[Getting stoned on sunshine, getting
high on air,]
Getting to it naturally, really getting there,
[Getting such a high on, loving
what I do,]
I'm so full of happiness, my hope's on something new,
thing, hello birdies, hello, sing,>
[Each day on earth is a day that's worth remembering]
(remembering, remembering).
thing,>
(ding-a-ling)
[My pot is filled with
flowers, my grass is bright and green,]
My tears brewing in my cup, and still I make the
scene.
[But just don't try to change me, I love the world I found,]
I've got to fly my own
sweet way, and don't you shoot me down. [hahaha]
hello, sing.>
(remembering,
remembering).
I'm glad to be a ding-a-ling,> (a ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling).
Don't pity me, I'm
glad to be a ding-a-ling, [a ding-a-ling], (ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling).
to be a ding-a-ling,> ( ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling).
Ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling,
(ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling).
Ha ha ha, that's silly.(ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling,
ding-a-ling). |
