[Verse 1: Tab Hunter]

It's a noisy Sunday morning

In the city of Amsterdam

As through the air, comes glare

Of Belle and Buggy and Pram

I'm a noisy Amsterdammer

On a quiet Amsterdam street

For someone here waits to hear

The beat of my Amsterdam feet

It's a terrible clatter she hears

But it's music to her ears

[Verse 2: Tab Hunter]

I'll clop, clop, clop through the streets of stone

Clop, clop, clop through the streets alone

I don't stop till I meet my own

True love

Our hearts go bump as we swing along

Thump, thump, thump as we spring along

Hop, hop, hop, skip, jump as we sing a song

Of love

A pair of wooden shoes is not the thing to choose

If you're for quiet

But with a girl around and such a happy sound

Then I suggest you try it

[Verse 3: Tab Hunter]

It's really lots of fun to clop in the rain or sun

Clop, clop, clop with your favorite one

Soon we'll pop into the close of sun

And clop, clop, clop down the middle aisle

[Verse 4: Peggy King]

I'll clop, clop, clop down the through the shop

Clop, clop, clop down the trop

And I'll stop on the shop

For you

We'll tap, tap, tap to the old, stir pot

Rat, tap, tap to the formal potter

Hap, tap, tap these any longer

Just me and you

Besides the shop

Where the bolts are locked

We'll stop for just a minute

You'll steal a little kiss

And I will feel such bliss

That I will fall right in it

[Verse 5: Peggy King, Tab Hunter and Peggy King]

It's really lots of fun to plop and plow about

Eating haring and sour croup

We won't stop till the stars come out

To shine

Then home we'll plop

With your hand in mine

Clop, clop, clop with your hand in mine