I recognise my darling by his dancing He wares tight jins like Elvis Presly His hat he wares like a gangstar His shoes are always luxuries with shine Oh, why, oh, why, oh, why, my darling Oh, why I fell in love with you Before I never, never knew it And now I suffer days and nights You left, you left me, oh, my darling You driving bloody taxi in Christchurch To Russia he'll never, never come back He left his photografs behind http://song5.ru
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