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