A Dutchman who went Stateside

(Melody: Englishman in New York, Sting)

 

I don't drink coffee, I drink beer, my dear,

I eat everything with French fries

And you can hear it in my words when I talk

I'm a Dutchman who went stateside.

 

See me bicycling when I go to shop

I know where the cheap goods lie

I pay cash, even if that makes the teller stop

I'm a Dutchman who went stateside.

 

I'm an alien

I'm a legal alien

I'm a Dutchman who went stateside.

I'm an alien

I'm a legal alien

I'm a Dutchman who went stateside.

 

If "brains do make the man" as someone said

I must be the hero of the land

It takes a man to suffer ignorance and smile

And still be firm as to where they stand

 

I'm an alien…

 

Honesty, sobriety can lead to notoriety

You might end up as the noted one

Sportsmanship, propriety are rare in this society

And Merkins then suffer from stun

Takes more than competition to make a man

Takes more than license for a gun

Confront your enemies, avoid them if you can

A Dutchman will walk but rarely run

 

If "brains do make the man" as someone said

I must be the hero of the land

It takes a man to suffer ignorance and smile

And still be firm as to where they stand

 

I'm an alien...