It takes ten years just to get Your stinking leg up Then five more to make it Not look like shit
Soviet children form a crowd Sized and tested Who will be a star
Hero of passion of whom they'll say She took her final breath in grand plie
O! My mother! Russian Ballerina!
You were a swan But now you're swimming in the Carribean
O! My mother! Russian Ballerina!
Nobody knows how you can live without the love of your life
Everybody's asking me Where is Mary? I don't see her at the theatre Or the parties That's right, because She's carving bamboo Far from the artistic millieu
Never thought she'd live without Allegiance to a life of art
O! My mother! Russian Ballerina!
You were a swan But now you're swimming in the Carribean
O! My mother! Russian Ballerina!
Nobody knows how you can live without the love of your life
La la la,la la la la la (x4)
Life changes One day its eggshells and bread Married to an intellect The next you drive a corvette
Things change You live your life for the stage Til your kidney floats away Thrown in a car accident
A time for art A time for living Sometimes the two can be conflicting
And mama I'll meet you at Caribana Together we're the highest form of art
O! My mother! Russian Ballerina!
You were a swan But now you're swimming in the Carribean
O! My mother! Russian Ballerina!
Nobody knows how you can live without the love of your life
Oh! My mother! Russian Ballerina!
Too bad your piruettes now look almost as bad as mine
Oh! My mother! Russian Ballerina!
Who needs that bullshit we can drink at the casino all night?