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