I'm No Russian Lyrics - Songs From St. Somewhere - Jimmy Buffett

I'm no Russian 

Not even Prussian 

Doorman at the yacht club 

Was my one claim to fame 

Some say I'm nervy 

Hell, I'm from Jersey 

This chasin' money 

Can do things to your brain 

How does a shore boy like me 

Wind up out on the Black Sea 

Dropped out of Harvard 

Then joined the Coast Guard 

Manned a faithful 50 

On a boat in Gitmo 

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Did my duty 

But missed the booty 

I heard that St. Barth 

Was the place I should go 

How could a coastie like me 

Sail off into infamy 

I 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 time 

A 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 

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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 plage 

Bar on fire 

Din of desire 

Dancing on a table 

She was waving me in 

Her name was Kira 

She knew no fear-a 

Then introduced me to her vampirish friends 

I'd never seen such a girl