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