Tonight at the station bar
Igor, haggard, is drunk
He hardly stops drinking
Because his Katia, his pretty Katia
Just left him
His Katie left him

He struck out
This grand duke with his tricks
His tricks, his white Russian ruses
My tactic was a sham
Says Igor who falls asleep
Dead drunk at the bar counter

A white Russian who is drunk
What a strange coincidence! Laugh
The rowdy party-goers at the bar
Because Igor is still sleeping there

But near his ear
Wonder! A crimson alarm clock
Gives him advice
During his sleep

Tick-tock, tick-tock
Your Katie left you
Tick-tock, tick-tock
Your Katie left you
Tick-tock, tick-tock
You're cuckolded, what are you waiting for?

Get drunk, you're cuckolded
You just, you just have to get drunk
And leave your neighborhood
Your Katie left you
Your tactic was a sham
Your tactic was a sham

Your Katie left you
Remove your hat and trade
Your all dirty knitwear
And your crusty knife
That you've been attacked so much

Against a jalopy worth
Four crowns all counted
And leave your neighborhood
Your Katie left you
Your Katie left you
Your Katie left you
Your Katie left you

Right next to
Decayed prostitutes
Teased a naughty cocker
And thin coquettes
While knitting
Chattered and discussed and criticized

A crazy count
Who counted while ticking
A whole bunch of dock tickets
When suddenly
Tick-tock-tick, and brrring!

In the morning what a wake-up
What a wake-up call
Exclaims the Russian, white with fear
For a ring
It's a beautiful ring!

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