Lyrics:

I've got a bag of dutch and I'm not up to much
If you want you could come and swing by
Still get the hand on the clutch not quite a man of such
But one day I'll take you for a drive

I think I feel too much, I think I think too much
And darling that's no way to survive
But I've got a bag of dutch and if you're not up to much
Maybe you could swing on by

You let me go right over my own head
Without you I know I'm better off dead
And oh lord if you think I'll get in her head myself
Oh darling I'm so fucking glad I brought the hand that I was dealt

I bought a bag of dutch and if you're not up to much
Maybe you could swing on by
Cause I got this old tube going round to my doom
And I wouldn't mind seeing those eyes