I'm gonna tell my son to grow up pretty as the is green And as the English Channel's wide And I'm tell my son to keep his money in his mattress And his watch on any hand his thighs And I'm gonna my son up in a tower Till I write my whole life story on the back of his big brown
When they do the double dutch, that's dancing When they do the dutch, that's them dancing When they do the double dutch, them dancing they do the double dutch, that's them dancing
I'm gonna tell my son to join a circus so death is cheap And are just another way of life And I'm gonna tell my son to be a prophet of for every truth there are half a million lies And I'm lock my son up in a tower Till he learns to let his down far enough to climb outside
they do the double dutch, that's them dancing When they do the dutch, that's them dancing When they do the double dutch, them dancing When they do the double dutch, that's them
When they do the dutch, that's them dancing When they do the double dutch, that's dancing When they do the double dutch, that's them When they do the dutch, that's them dancing
When do the double dutch, that's them dancing When do the double dutch, that's them dancing When they do the double dutch, them dancing When they do the double dutch, that's dancing
When they do the double dutch, that's them When they do the dutch, that's them dancing When they do the dutch, that's them dancing When they do the double dutch, them dancing
When they do the double dutch, that's them