Fix me a drink, make it a strong one,
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Hey comrade, a drink, make it a long one,
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My hands are shaking and my feet are numb,
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My head is aching and the bar's going round,
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And I'm so down, in this foreign town;
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Tonight there's a band, it ain't such a bad one,
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Play me a song, don't make it a sad one,
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I can't even talk to these Russian girls,
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The beer is lousy and the food is worse,
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And it's so damn cold, yes it's so damn cold,
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I know it's hard to believe,
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But I haven't been warm for a week;
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Moonlight and vodka, takes me away,
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Midnight in Moscow is lunchtime in L.A.,
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Ooh play boys, play...
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Espionage is a serious business,
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Well I've had enough of this serious business,
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That dancing girl is making eyes at me,
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I'm sure she's working for the K.G.B.
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In this paradise, ah cold as ice;
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Moonlight and vodka, takes me away,
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Midnight in Moscow is sunshine in L.A.,
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Yes, in the good old U.S.A.
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Moonlight And Vodka
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| Chris De Burgh |
