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I used to have a secret life
And make excuses and pretend
I was a afraid if someone knew
They wouldn’t talk to me again
But tonight I’m gonna tell the truth

I am a closet disco dancer
I wanna dance all night (Woo-hoo!)

I was sitting at the coffee house,
Looking at sunset
I saw her coming from a distance
She had a perfect Silohette
She came inside for chips and salsa
She sat right next to me
I was a long way from Tulsa
I needed company

Groovie

Good to be a king
Breakfast in Peking
Dinner in Bombay
With Mister Sting.

Crash a fancy car

I Wanna See You Bellydance
(Igor and Zhenya)

She says hello from Istanbul,
She made some dough in Istanbul,
There ain't no snow in Istanbul,

And everybody's having fun.

Я так хотел узнать,
Что такое "любовь",
Что такое "плакать"
И что такое "грустить".
Переживал и думал,
Что не смогу забыть,
Но понимал, что нужно с кем-то быть.
Я рисовал любовь

She loves me too much, when she kisses my ear,
My eardrums pop, it's so painful my dear,
We were making love, she didn't mean any harm,
It became a wicked game when she broke my arm.

Oo-a-oo, my love is killing me...
Oo-a-oo, my love is killing me...

Give me a brush
I'll paint the night
You'll be my queen
I'll be polite
Elvis and wine
Romantic junk
We'll sit and talk
While geting drunk

Take me to the land of frozen tunes,
Hockey teams and violins and mysterious dreams,
Take me to the land of cosmonauts where man are taking vodka shots,
And woman are free.

Siberia land of cottage cheese and happy smiles,
Siberia land of broken bones and solid skies.

Oh, I've been looking for you
Where did you go?
This place is dark
This place is cold
I've been loosing my mind
Can't sing my song
You stole my heart
Where did you go?

Ticket To Japan

One-way ticket to Japan...
US passport in her hand...
Blowing kisses in the air, wings behind her back...
And she never, never coming back...

I wanna cry, cry, cry-yai-yai-yai-yai,

Sweat is dripping of my face
Dreams are melting in the sun
I'm rolling down on PCH
Hare Chrishna, here I come

Oh she looks like silver screen
Your smile like fashion magazine
Showing of your pretty skin

Winter Reggae

It's minus forty in December, it's cold and windy outside,
I dream of sunshine and the Ocean, endless summer on my mind
I just wanna be the one, singing songs and having fun under the biggest yellow Sun.

Natasha's singing Reggae, and I don't sleep all night,
Natasha's singing Reggae, it makes me feel all right.