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When I was young and in my teens,
I met a girl from New Orleans,
Oh, she was young and pretty too,
And she had what's known as a ring dang doo
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Oh, ringy dang doo, pray what is that?
It's round and soft like a pussy cat,
It's good for me and it's good for you
And it's what they call the ring dang doo
She took me down into her cellar,
She said that I was a nice young feller,
She gave me wine and whiskey too,
And let me play with her ring dang doo
She took me up upon her bed
And placed a pillow beneath my head,
She took me by my wicky wacky woo
And shoved it into her ring dang doo.
Her mother said "You naughty girl,
You've gone and lost your maiden curl.
The only thing left for you to do,
Is make some dough with your ring dang doo. "
So Mary went and became a whore,
She hung a sign outside her door:
"One dollar each and three for two
To take a little crack at my ring dang doo."
Oh, many came and many went,
And the price went down to fifty cents.
The last one came, I know not who,
But he sure played hell with her ring dang doo.
Old Baldy Fitch the son of a bitch,
Whose arse was crowned with the seven years'itch
A dose of syph and clapped up, too,
Still stuck it into her ring dang doo.
And after that they came no more,
For she was then a clappy old whore.
She took the sign down from her door
And that's the end of her ring dang doo.
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