Dancing on the ceilingjh de Jack Hylton

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