Oh lookie lookie look there's a girl in the sky she's just floating by
Oh lookie lookie look there's a girl in the sky she's just floating by
Oh she's got such nice skin and nice hair
But what is she doing oh way up there?
Oh lookie lookie look there's a girl in the sky she's just floating by
Oh lookie lookie look there's a girl in the sky she's just floating by
That guy stood on his roof for thirty three weeks
Lightning rod balanced under his feet
All stretched out in the hope she might float into reach
Oh lookie lookie look there's a girl in the sky she's just floating by
Oh lookie lookie look there's a girl in the sky she's just floating by
Oh i'd like to try her
Take her home and with bu*ter i'd fry her
If i could just grab her then she would be mine
If i could just have her then she would be mine
Oh ring-a-ling-a-ling there's a telephone call for the girl in the sky
Ring-a-ling-a-ling
Ring-a-ling-a-ling
Ring-a-ling-a-ling