Ring-A-Ding Ding — Frank Sinatra

Writer(s): cahn/van heusen

Life is dull It's nothing but one big lull Then presto you do a skull And find that you're reeling She sighs and you're feeling Like a toy on a string And your heart goes: "ring-a-ding ding, ring-a-ding ding, ring-a-ding ding"

How could that funny face That seemed to be common place Project you right in to space Without any warning Don't know if its morning, night-time, winter or spring What's the difference Ring-a-ding ding, ring-a-ding ding, ring-a-ding ding

She takes (grabs) your hand - this captivating creature And like its planned - you're in the phone book Looking (hunting) for the nearest preacher

Life is swell You're off to that small hotel And somewhere a village bell Will sound in the steeple Announcing to people Love's the loveliest thing And the bell goes: "ring-a-ding ding, ring-a-ding ding, ring-a-ding ding"