Girls of Russia

I live in a tenement with a hundred thousand mates
and from my mind, well that’s where they came
Girls of Russia they are not that far away
Eyes of China keep looking out my way
Boys of London they teach me how to play
French cigarettes are burning in the ashtray
There’s a new one every everyday
and even for a minute, well i won’t leave my place
Girls of Russia…
La la la la la…