Monica and naughty Billy

Got together something silly now

Holy wars out of lusty minutes

Another Cuban cigar crisis

Honestly, do we need to know

If he really came inside her mouth?

How will all this affect me

Now and later

You know that we belong

In a presidential suite

Armed guards in the street

Waving back at crowds who greet

And when I look over

Over my shoulder

I can't see my past

It seems so far away

Found an icon that gave him a hard one

Little Boris just can't help himself

Got so hot in the decadent nineties

Pass another vodka dear

We can dance

Till the early hours of the morning catches up

Then we'll return to business

If there's any of it left!

You know that we belong

In a presidential suite

Armed guards in the street

Waving back at crowds who greet

And when I look over

Over my shoulder

I can't see my past

It seems so far away

What makes you think that

We belong in a presidential suite

Armed guards in the street

Waving back at crowds who greet?

Yes indeed

You know that when we met

There were fireworks in the sky

Sparkling like dragonflies

Spelling all bad folk must die

And when I look over

Over my shoulder

I can't see my past

It seems so far away

It seems so far away, far away