Acda and De Munnik
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The City of Amsterdam
The City of Amsterdam
In the city of Amsterdam
Where the sailors blare
Until their nightmares blare
About old Amsterdam
In the city of Amsterdam
Where the sailors drank
And as lame as a pennant
Going to rumble in the docks
In the city of Amsterdam
/>Where the sailor is drowning
Full of beer and grams
When the morning dawns
In the city of Amsterdam
Where the sailor wakes up
When the heat shines again< br/>About Damrak and Dam
In the city of Amsterdam
Where the sailors eat
Eat silver herrings
By the tail, from the hand
And from the hand in their teeth
They throw their knuckles
Because they will hit him
Like a cat in a wall
And they stink of eel
In their coarse blue sweaters< br/>And they stink of onions
They do their meal with that
And after that meal they get up
To button their pants
And then they start walking again
/>And it burps in their craw
In the city of Amsterdam
Where the sailors go to swing
And the girls seduce
Belly to belly, nice and clammy
And they turn their waltz
Like a revolving sun
To the sound thin and out of tune
Of an accordion
And as red as a lobster
They gasp for some air
When suddenly with a sigh
The music breaks down
And with an air of weight
They then carry with regret
Their Mokum girl again
Back to the light
br/>In the city of Amsterdam
Where the sailors go drinking
And just drinking and drinking
And then drinking again
Drinking on the happiness
Of a whore van de Red Light District
Or a Hamburg whore
Well, from a good piece
From a slut who has given herself
And her virtue
For about eleven guilders< br/>And then they are very drunk
And with their shaky bodies
They then empty their drink
Piss as I whine
On the infidelity of the women
In the city u200bu200bof Amsterdam
In the city of Amsterdam
In the city of Amsterdam
In the city of Amsterdam

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