The collar fits
It`s `round my neck
A limping full
I am a wreck
The window`s black
My suit is grime
Throw me a crumb
The cake`s not mine
My ceiling`s low
My ceiling`s low
If you should lose your head
You can use mine instead
I will throw you your hat
Cause I know where it`s at
I`d like to offer you a drink
Don`t mind if it goes down the sink
Don`t hesitate
Don`t even look
I know what`s floating
In my soup
My ceiling`s low
My ceiling`s low
If you should lose your head
You can use mine instead
I will throw you your hat
Cause I know where it`s at