Standard (EADGBE)
Verse 1
I'm gonna tell my son to grow up pretty as the grass is green
And whip-smart as the English Channel's wide.
And I'm gonna tell my son to keep his money in his mattress
And his watch on any hand Between his thighs.
And I'm gonna lock my son up in a tower till I write
My whole life story on the back of his big, brown eyes.
Chorus
When they do the double Dutch that's them dancing
When they do the double Dutch that's them dancing
When they do the double Dutch that's them dancing
When they do the double Dutch that's them dancing
Verse 2
And I'm gonna tell my son to join a circus so that death is cheap
And Games are just another way of life.
And I'm gonna tell my son to be a prophet of mistakes because
For every truth, there are half a million lies.
And I'm gonna lock my son up in a tower 'Til he learns to let
His hair down far enough to climb outside.
Chorus
When they do the double Dutch that's them dancing
When they do the double Dutch that's them dancing
When they do the double Dutch that's them dancing
When they do the double Dutch that's them dancing
Bridge
Chorus
When they do the double Dutch that's them dancing
When they do the double Dutch that's them dancing
When they do the double Dutch that's them dancing
When they do the double Dutch that's them dancing