Words and music by David Bowie.
Thanks to Ruud Altenburg who provided these lyrics.
While walking on Red Roosters Lawn A char-faced man I'd spy He blew into his handkerchief And stuttered as he sighed I wish I'd play the doodah horn The doodah horn is fine I'd sell my house and ferny coach To make this daydream mine Doodah doo, doodah (etc.) [Whilst flying through an azure cloud A crystal girl I'd spy She kissed the blue bird's honey tongue And stuttered as she sighed I wish to sing the Ching-A-Ling song Ching-A-Ling song is fine I'd give my jewels and caviar To make this daydream mine] [Ching-A-Ling, Ching-A-Ling, Ching-A-Ling] (etc.) [While stepping through a heaven's eye Two lover souls we spied They wished the cloud boys sang to me A cheerful happy cry We love to play our love-strong hearts No better do we know No gifts of money do we give For love is all we own] Na na na na na na, na na na na na na na na [Ching-A-Ling, Ching-A-Ling, Ching-A-Ling] (etc.)