歌词
Monica and naughty Billy
Got together something silly
All he was out of lusty minutes
Another Cuban cigar crisis
Honestly, do we need to know
If it really came inside her mouth?
How will all this affect me now?
And later you know that
We belong in a presidential suite
Armed guards in the street
Waving back at crowds of green
And when I look over, over my shoulder
I can't see my past
It seems so far away
Found a Nikon but gave him a hard-on
Little Boris just can't help himself
Got so hot in the decade of the '90s
Pass another vodka, dear
We can dance till the early hours of the morning
Catches up
Then we'll return to business
If there's any of it left
You know that we belong in a presidential suite
Armed guards in the street
Waving back at crowds of green
And when I look over, over my shoulder
I can't see my past
It seems so far away
What makes you think that we belong
In a presidential suite?
Armed guards in the street
Waving back at crowds of green
Yes, indeed
You know that when we met
There were fireworks in the sky
Sparkling like dragonflies
Swelling up at folk misti
And when I look over, over my shoulder
I can't see my past
It seems so far away
It seems so far away
Far away
