Ding Ding

I was fiddling with my pen one day

Wrote down a few thoughts that were in my head
Added a melody and some strings
Made a song; poof! Out of nothing

My friends loved it, the first time they heard
They convinced me, I was more than just a nerd
I gave it a shot and luck played its part
Holy guacamole! I became a star



Now…tring tring tring tring
(All day) the telephone rings
One more time baby, do your thing
I’ll make the money honey, you just sing
Tring tring the telephone rings (2x)

Ding ding ding
Ding ding ding ding
Ding ding ding
Ding ding ding ding
Ding ding ding
Ding ding ding ding
Ding ding ding ding
Ding ding ding ding

A open house or a private pool
Everybody now wants me to come and set the mood
I know this won’t last, and it won’t be long
Until i back this up with another kickass song

Yeah…tring tring tring tring
(All day) the telephone rings
One more time baby, do your thing
I’ll make the money honey, you just sing
Tring tring the telephone rings (2x)

Oh, and then I met this boy; so wonderful
We laughed and cried t’was beautiful
Until he went and broke my heart
Yessah, and as I gathered all my thoughts; I wrote
Of words I only felt, not spoke
About this heart of mine
And I was back… with a bang!

Tring tring tring tring
(All day) the telephone rings
One more time baby, do your thing
I’ll make the money honey, you just sing
Tring tring the telephone rings (2x)

Ding ding ding
Ding ding ding ding
Ding ding ding
Ding ding ding ding
Ding ding ding
Ding ding ding ding
Ding ding ding ding
Ding ding ding ding

Copyright (c) Deepa Seshadir, 2012