Amsterdam, Amsterdam you don't know what you're doing, an accident? you're stuck in the city and it pays you well you need your fix, you keep spinning
Amsterdam, Amsterdam when they fill your mouth with sticky affairs and your pimp leaves you without a hair and the view from your window is narrow and clear just dance
Pandering, pandering you don't know what you're doing, no way to complain you can hold your breath and keep swimming from a measured distance no one can tell just dance