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.
When they do the double dutch, that`s them dancing. (x 4)
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 till he learns to let his hair down
Far enough to climb outside.
When they do the double dutch, that`s them dancing. (x 4 Send " Whip Smart" Ringtone to your Cell