[ANATOLE & DOLOKHOV] Hey, Balaga, Ho, Balaga, Hey, hey, ho, Balaga, Hey, hey, Balaga, The famous troika driver
Hey, Balaga, Ho, Balaga, Hey, hey, hey, Balaga, Hey, hey, Balaga, The famous troika driver
[BALAGA] Who's that madman Flying at full gallop down the street? Who's that madman Knocking people over, Running people down, While his fine gentlemen Hold onto their seats?
[ANATOLE & DOLOKHOV] It's Balaga!
[BALAGA] Driving mad at twelve miles an hour!
[ANATOLE & DOLOKHOV] Balaga!
[BALAGA] Coming straight at you Get out my way, get out my way!
[ANATOLE & DOLOKHOV] Balaga!
[BALAGA] Lashing my whip at horses and peasants!
[ANATOLE & DOLOKHOV] Balaga!
[BALAGA] Risking skin and life twenty times a year For my fine, fine gentlemen Yessir, hey, ho, yessir Yessir, yessir, yessir
[ANATOLE & DOLOKHOV] More than once
[BALAGA] From Tula to Moscow And back in just one night!
[ANATOLE & DOLOKHOV] More than once
[BALAGA] A narrow escape From a wild Cossack fight!
[ANATOLE & DOLOKHOV] More than once
[BALAGA] They've beaten me And slapped me with their gloves!
[ANATOLE & DOLOKHOV] More than once
[BALAGA] Made me drunk on champagne, Which I love!