In her bed she sleeps

But she couldn't get a wink

'Cause in her dreams

Balls of red and green

Are dancing around the rink

up in her glimmering castle

sequins and beads and tassel

a rose's fresh bloom

as sweet as perfume

good Looney is a' dazzle

honeysuckle and lime

where ever she goes she chimes

a light dance in the air

as small as a hair

in the grass Scurria climbs