Bam Bam” is a drummin’ buddy of mine
He beats them cans and man, he keeps the time
When he wants to drive the band to swing
He plays a slammin’, jammin’, jivin’ thing…
ging ginga ding, ging ginga ding

Oh ging ginga ding, ging ginga ding, ging ginga ding
When it comes to rhythm, he’s the king…
ging ginga ding, ging ginga ding

Got a crazy boogie woogie band
We rock the houses all across the land
Every show before we split the scene
They’re dancing on the tables when we sing…
ging ginga ding, ging ginga ding
Man, that syncopation drives me crazy…come on!


Tossin’, turnin’, lyin’ in my bed
Hot jazz dreams flashin’ through my head
Somewhere in the night a siren screams
Sounds just like a lick from Louis Prima

Ging ginga ding, ging ginga ding, ging ginga ding
Now you know exactly what we mean
Ging ginga ding, ging ginga ding, ging ginga ding
When it comes to rhythm, he’s the king…
ging ginga ding, ging ginga ding