Don't Leave Me (With My Ding Dong In My Hand)

Music & Lyrics by J. Byrd Fuddly


VERSE ONE

One day I was lonely, I went hunting for a ho-ho / Tired of the pleasures of a solitary man / Asked if she was willing to talk about my filling / And she left me with my ding dong in my hand


CHORUS ONE

Yes, she left me with my ding dong in my hand / I guess that sweet thing didn't understand / Lookin' mighty tasty, that little cream-filled pastry / Just don't leave me with my ding dong in my hand


VERSE TWO

Once when dunkin' doughnuts, I was fixin' to go nuts / That waitress was more than I could stand / I said 'If it's not too kinky, let me nibble on that twinkie' / And she slapped me with my ding dong in my hand


CHORUS TWO

Yes, she slapped me with my ding dong in my hand / I guess that breakfast didn't go as planned / Lookin' mighty tasty, your little cream-filled pastry / Just don't leave me with my ding dong in my hand


VERSE THREE

One time i hit the Food King, I was looking for some ring ding / When the checker made some interesting demands / Seems the other shoppers didn't think it proper / That I strolled in with my ding dong in my hand


CHORUS THREE

Yes, I strolled in with my ding dong in my hand / I guarantee there is no finer brand / Lookin' mighty tasty, your little cream-filled pastry / Just don't leave me with my ding dong in my hand


VERSE FOUR 

Well I never found what it takes to keep a lady's cupcakes / Their icing I will never understand / Since I can't have your kiss, I guess I'll have to practice / And once more take my ding dong in my hand


CHORUS FOUR

Yes, once more take my ding dong in my hand / A doughnut makes a sticky wedding band / Lookin' mighty tasty, your little cream-filled pastry / Just don't leave me with my ding dong in my hand


Just don't leave me with my ding dong in my hand