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It takes ten years just to get
Your stinking leg up
Then five more to make it
Not look like shit

Soviet children form a crowd
Sized and tested
Who will be a star

Hero of passion of whom they'll say
She took her final breath in grand plie

O! My mother!
Russian Ballerina!

You were a swan
But now you're swimming in the Carribean

O! My mother!
Russian Ballerina!

Nobody knows how you can live without the love of your life

Everybody's asking me
Where is Mary?
I don't see her at the theatre
Or the parties

That's right, because
She's carving bamboo
Far from the artistic millieu


Never thought she'd live without
Allegiance to a life of art

Oh! My mother! Russian ballerina!

You were a swan but now you're swimming in the Carribean

Oh! My mother! Russian ballerina!

Nobody knows how you can live without the love of your life

La la la,la la la la la (x4)

Life changes
One day its eggshells and bread
Married to an intellect
The next you drive a corvette

Things change
You live your life for the stage
Til your kidney floats away
Thrown in a car accident

A time for art
A time for living
Sometimes the two can be conflicting

And mama I'll meet you at Caribana
Together we're the highest form of art

Oh! My mother!
Russian Ballerina!

You were a swan but now you're swimming in the Caribbean

Oh! My mother!
Russian Ballerina!

Nobody knows how you can live without the love of your life

Oh! My mother!
Russian Ballerina!

Too bad your priuettes now look almost as bad as mine

Oh! My mother!
Russian Ballerina!

Who needs that bullshit we can drink at the casino all night

(Everybody now!)

La la la,la la la la la (x6)
It takes ten years just to get   Your stinking leg up   Then five more to make it   Not look like shit      Soviet children form a crowd   Sized and tested    Who will be a star      Hero of passion of whom they'll say   She took her final breath in grand plie      O! My mother!   Russian Ballerina!      You were a swan    But now you're swimming in the Carribean      O! My mother!   Russian Ballerina!      Nobody knows how you can live without the love of your life      Everybody's asking me   Where is Mary?   I don't see her at the theatre   Or the parties      That's right, because   She's carving bamboo   Far from the artistic millieu         Never thought she'd live without   Allegiance to a life of art      Oh! My mother! Russian ballerina!      You were a swan but now you're swimming in the Carribean      Oh! My mother! Russian ballerina!      Nobody knows how you can live without the love of your life      La la la,la la la la la (x4)      Life changes   One day its eggshells and bread   Married to an intellect   The next you drive a corvette      Things change   You live your life for the stage   Til your kidney floats away   Thrown in a car accident      A time for art    A time for living    Sometimes the two can be conflicting      And mama I'll meet you at Caribana   Together we're the highest form of art      Oh! My mother!    Russian Ballerina!      You were a swan but now you're swimming in the Caribbean      Oh! My mother!   Russian Ballerina!      Nobody knows how you can live without the love of your life      Oh! My mother!   Russian Ballerina!      Too bad your priuettes now look almost as bad as mine      Oh! My mother!   Russian Ballerina!      Who needs that bullshit we can drink at the casino all night      (Everybody now!)      La la la,la la la la la (x6)