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Re: At the Kretchma
- From: Mordechai Kamel <mkamel...>
- Subject: Re: At the Kretchma
- Date: Wed 21 Apr 2004 21.15 (GMT)
My memory of the lyrics is:
When you hear a Russian song do you suffer,
Does your heart start to pound in your chest?
If it does then come down to the Kretchma
It costs plenty but it's from the best.
And there is singing, and there is dancing,
and the Russian vodka is all right.
Come to the Kretchma, that's where you'll catch ma
Drinking vodka every night!
In the corner is standing a Cossak
You can smell him from way down the block
On the tables the candles are burning,
But except for the candles it's dark.
In the middle is standing Natasha,
All the men are beginning to pant.
When she dances, her shoulders, they wibrate
And when she's singing...you see that she can't.