Miss Volkova

When I was in Russia I got into fight

I was knocked unconscious

By this brute whose name was Mike

When I gained my conscience back, I saw her standing there

She looked just like an angel

Except for her short black hair

Then I realized that I was not alive

I'd become a ghost

And she was just a dream

And all the things she said

It suddenly made sense

And all the things she said

It suddenly made sense

(And all the things she said)

(It suddenly made sense)

(And all the things she said)

(It suddenly made sense)

(And all the things she said)

(It suddenly made sense)