Russian spy and I We both wonder why The world is split in two
Russian spy and I We both wonder why The world is split in two
I sit down a lonesome way in South Where I'm living in my house Near to Camp Kennedy Where the answer had to be Looking for a secret weapon I know when what would happen
Russian spy and I We both wonder why The world is split in two
She was the most belle kind of sex Did no man give a chance to relax Hang around my surroundings Watching her sound boundings Couldn't stop myself to ask her in Russia shouldn't know where she's been
Russian spy and I We both wonder why The world is split in two
Russian spy and I We both wonder why The world is split in two