The collar fits It's round my neck A limping fool 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 If you should lose your head You can use mine instead I will throw you your hat Cause I know where it's at My ceiling's low My ceiling's low My ceiling's low My ceiling's low