I'm no Russian
Not even Prussian
Doorman at the yacht club
Was my one claim to fameSome say I'm nervy
Hell, I'm from Jersey
This chasin' money
Can do things to your brainHow does a shore boy like me
Wind up out on the Black SeaDropped out of Harvard
Then joined the Coast Guard
Manned a faithful 50
On a boat in Gitmo
Did my duty
But missed the booty
I heard that St. Barth
Was the place I should goHow could a coastie like me
Sail off into infamyI couldn't surf or sing or play the guitar
All I ever did was steal an oligarch's car
My million dollar joy ride was not the perfect crime
And those bad boys from Little Odessa
Don't believe in wasting timeA Lamborghini Elemento
Ain't your average island car
"Park it close" the driver told me
Sounding like some kind of czar
With a bucket of Cristal
And devil weed inside
I thought it would be crazy
Not to take a ride
Flying through Gustavia
Passing Mini Mokes
Gendarmes at the roundabout
Didn't get the joke
Speeding down the hill
Like a Dassault Mirage
Parked it on the runway
And headed for la plageBar on fire
Din of desire
Dancing on a table
She was waving me inHer name was Kira
She knew no fear-a
Then introduced me to her vampirish friendsI'd never seen such a girl
