| Paris is crazy and Jamaica
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| When the balalaika plays
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| She drove the whole world crazy
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| Oh, balala, balala, balalaika
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| Oh balala, balala
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| Balala, balala, balalaika
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| For my Russian soul, play
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| Three strings, three chords, three times
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| Balala, balala, balalaika infection
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| Come on, Ivan, hit the strings
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| No place here for sad thoughts
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| Soul like vodka is light
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| Oh, balala, balala, balalaika
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| Oh balala, balala
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| Balala, balala, balalaika
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| For my Russian soul, play
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| Three strings, three chords, three times
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| Balala, balala, balalaika infection
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| Not vodka destroys our souls
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| A man in Russia likes to drink
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| Anguish exhausted the heart
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| Oh, balala, balala, balalaika
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| Oh balala, balala
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| Balala, balala, balalaika
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| For my Russian soul, play
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| Three strings, three chords, three times
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| Balala, balala, balalaika infection
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| And now the sea is knee-deep
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| Throw two logs into the stove
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| Where was the fire lies the ashes
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| Oh, balala, balala, balalaika
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| Oh balala, balala
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| Balala, balala, balalaika
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| For my Russian soul, play
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| Three strings, three chords, three times
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| Balala, balala, balalaika infection |