Russia – Allan Rayman

I’m stuck when you say, no way
Get outta here, you’re bullshit
And I could complain but I don’t
You want me too but I won’t

I’m moving to Russia, the vodka, the caviar
The suicidal novelists and red stars
Come along, drop your things but I know you won’t

Cause you stay, stay
Break my heart every single day
Will you stay, stay
Break my heart every single day

I’m stuck where you stay, so I play
And you play too so I’m upset
Can she go my way, but she don’t
I want her to but she won’t

I’m moving to Russia, the vodka, the caviar
The suicidal novelists and red stars
Come along, drop your things but I know you won’t

Will you stay, stay
Break my heart every single day
Will you stay, stay
Break my heart every single day