 Whip-smart lyrics ( Phair liz )   
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Artist : Phair liz
Song : Whip-smart
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)
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