Lyrics:
One, two, three, four, five!
Five currant buns in the baker's shop
Round and fat with sugar on the top
Along comes Bingle with his money one day
Jingle Jingle
Bing bong bingle
Christmas time is the best time ever
Jingle Jingle
Bing Bong bingle
Christmas time together
Jingle Jingle
Bing bong bingle
from a bongo tree
That civilization is a thing for me to see
So bongo, bongo, bongo I don't want to leave the Congo
Oh no no no no no
Bingle
pargly jogglefiffles bingle bongerdonkers
Jibbetty zoombas, Jibbetty tantlefibs, bingle krallipers
Wozzeldy wobblegoshers, jibbaling jinglefingers
Zording
Springle
Now she is single and she is ready to mingle
Punch that bitch in her Dingle
Yes she trims
She's a little tingler
Bingle
Bingle
I will be escaping
the native swoon
When she hear Der Bingle croon
Drinkin' rum and Coca-Cola
Go down Point Koomahnah
Both mother and daughter
Workin' for the Yankee
the native swoon
When she hear Der Bingle croon
Drinkin' rum and Coca-Cola
Go down Point Koomahnah
Both mother and daughter
Workin' for the Yankee
the native swoon
When she hear Der Bingle croon
Drinkin' rum and Coca-Cola
Go down Point Koomahnah
Both mother and daughter
Workin' for the Yankee
the native swoon
When she hear Der Bingle croon
Drinkin' rum and Coca-Cola
Go down Point Koomahnah
Both mother and daughter
Workin' for the Yankee
the native swoon
When she hear Der Bingle croon
Drinkin' rum and Coca-Cola
Go down Point Koomahnah
Both mother and daughter
Workin' for the Yankee
the native swoon
When she hear Der Bingle croon
Drinkin' rum and Coca-Cola
Go down Point Koomahnah
Both mother and daughter
Workin' for the Yankee
the bingle-bangle, ow!
Nude beach a go-go
Nude beach a go-go
Don't ya don't ya know-know?
Sun tan in the snow-snow
Everybody goes where the roses bloom
Come
the native swoon
When she hear Der Bingle croon
Drinkin' rum and Coca-Cola
Go down Point Koomahnah
Both mother and daughter
Workin' for the Yankee
the native swoon
When she hear Der Bingle croon
Drinkin' rum and Coca-Cola
Go down Point Koomahnah
Both mother and daughter
Workin' for the Yankee
the bingle-bangle, Ow!
Nude Beach a Go-Go
Nude Beach a Go-Go
Don't ya don't ya know-know?
Sun tan in the snow-snow
Everybody goes where the roses bloom
Come
of the world all over again, man
Six to five of the working people I talk to wanna know
Who's gonna take the responsibility, Bingle?
Say it, say it
Too
be attractive
All the parents don't like the action
But when we jingle jingle jingle jangle
Everybody does the bingle bangle
(Ow!)
Nude beach
the native swoon
When she hear Der Bingle croon
Drinkin' rum and Coca-Cola
Go down Point Koomahnah
Both mother and daughter
Workin' for the Yankee
the native swoon
When she hear Der Bingle croon
Drinkin' rum and Coca-Cola
Go down Point Koomahnah
Both mother and daughter
Workin' for the Yankee
Эй! Эй! Illumate, Tvoigreh,
Don Daze on the track!
Эй! Эй! Lazy take!
Don Daze on the track!
Bingles, krra!
Мне звонит tvoigreh: "Скинь тупой
head in a bingle you might have a partner
Or perhaps you are single but it means nothing - it's really really nothing
The sun's getting bigger
like Sex Pistol
You gotta give this mingle a bingle
I swing my finger in Pringles
I fuck with all of the best
E non capisco perché
But now I got to be me
focus on ya money cuz satan really a liar
met a chick named desiree and she gave me what i desired
bingle road is where we played this was way before
When she hear Der Bingle croon
Out on Manzanella Beach
G.I. romance with native peach
All night long, make tropic love
The next day, sit in hot sun
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