mouse lived in a windmill in old Amsterdam
windmill with a mouse in and he wasn't grousin'
He sang every morning, "How lucky I am,
Living in a windmill in old Amsterdam!" [bad word] 
I saw a mouse!
Where?
There on the stair!
Where on the stair?
Right there!
little mouse with clogs on
Well I declare!
Going clip-clippety-clop on the stair
Oh yeah

This mouse he got lonesome, he took him a wife
windmill with mice in, it's hardly surprisin'
She sang every morning, "How lucky I am,
Living in a windmill in old Amsterdam!"
 [bad word] 
First they had triplets and then they had quins
windmill with quins in, and triplets and twins in
They sang every morning, "How lucky we are
Living in a windmill in Amsterdam, ya!"
 [bad word] 
The daughters got married and so did the sons
The windmill had christ'nin's when no one was list'nin'
They all sang in [bad word]  "How lucky we am
Living in a windmill in old Amsterdam!"
 [bad word] 
mouse lived in a windmill, so snug and so nice
There's nobody there now but a whole lot of mice.