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   'Til 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