Lyrics

[Transition] (...our house, No thugs in our house) [Verse 1] We, we will dance like tiny boats with cotton sails Upon the tops of the seas That would pull us down to depths and crush us flat If given half a chance No need to look back To pictures of lost When all was rust We, we will skim across the surface of the mud As if we're spinning pebbles [Chorus] Whoa, whoa, whoa! Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho In our yacht dance, doo da dut doo da da dut Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho In our yacht dance [Verse 2] We, we will dance like tiny boats with cotton sails Upon the tops of the seas Made of people stained with scorn Who never see the light of real love No need to look back Through diaries of lost Now turned to dust We, we will skate across the surface of the storm As if we're wheeling sea-birds [Chorus] Whoa, whoa, whoa! Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho In our yacht dance, doo da dut doo da da dut Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho In our yacht dance [Bridge] And how they'll be jealous of both of us In our yacht dance [Verse 2] We, we will dance like tiny boats with cotton sails Upon the, 'pon the tops of the sea Made of people stained with scorn Who never see the light of real love [Chorus] Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho In our yacht dance, roo da dut doo da da dut Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho In our yacht dance