What I can remember...

The Wobblin' Goblin with the broken broom
Could never fly too high
For right at the take off, another piece would break off,
And soon he would be danglin' in the sky.

Each evening just as he would leave the ground,
His radio would say,
Control tower to goblin, your broomstick is a-wobblin',
You'd better make a landing right away.

... what came next?

Alice