Оригинален текст
Dancing on the ceilingjack hylton he dances overheadon the ceiling, near my bed,in my sight, through the night.i try to hide in vainunderneath my counter pane;there's my love up above.i whisper go away my loverit's not fair,but i'm grateful to discoverhe's still there.i love my ceiling moresince it is a daning floorjust for my love.