We sang a version as kids (ok 35 years ago!!):

Looking through a window, a seven story window
I slipped and sprained my eyebrow on the pavement, the pavement
A snakes belt fits 'cause he has no hips
And his waistline is just below his neckline

Looking through a knothole in Father's wooden leg
Why did they build the shore so near the ocean, the ocean
Go get the Listerine, sister wants a beau
And we hope that grandma's teeth will soon fit Jenny, fit Jenny

Horses run around their feet are on the ground
Who will feed the clock while I'm away, away
We feed the baby garlic to see him in the dark
And a boy's best friend is his mother, his mother